Memories Poem by David Wood

Memories

Rating: 5.0


The week after the funeral the house was cleared
Memories taken to the auctioneers to be sold off,
The polished sideboard and dining room table,
The picture frames now empty of smiling faces.
Treasures collected and stored over fifty years.
Memories now fading, scattered to the four winds.
Only ghosts remain.

Now the house is empty and a for sale sign hangs
From the bedroom window as the cold winters chill
Blows freely through the house into empty rooms
Once full of laughter. The scratches on the bottom
Of the door where the dog would scratch. One day new
Memories will fill the house but until then the house
Remains silent.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is not about personal reflections and is truly fictional.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 30 December 2020

Resonates with memories -- totally resonated with me. This is good writing. Top marks and putting this on my favorites list

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 December 2020

Now the house is empty and a for sale sign hangs From the bedroom window as the cold winters chill Blows freely through the house into empty rooms Once full of laughter life and death and the aftermath. tony

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Chinedu Dike 11 December 2020

A heart-rending piece of poetry, so sad and quite touching. Great rendition nicely put together.

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Deep Paul 13 April 2018

Very touching and resonate with me. Thanks for sharing.

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Lyn Paul 18 January 2018

A write that may only be fictional really hits home to me and I am sure to many. I have lost 3 family members. You have penned this into reality.

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Craig Moses Uche 26 May 2023

Good imagery sir but I can't help but feel like there's more to add

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 09 March 2022

I love this poem. It touched my core deeply Bravo!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 08 March 2022

Excellent poem, it contains a deepest sadness, most touchingly worded, David.

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Richard Wlodarski 08 March 2022

As fictional as it may be, it's full of empathy.

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Aarzoo Mehek 19 December 2021

Silence echoes just the way memories keep coming back to tug our hearts. Very touchy poem.

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