Memories Poem by George Klonarakis

George Klonarakis

George Klonarakis

Kitimat BC, Canada. But my blood is from Greece.

Memories

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Memories, like sands of time
Can softly drift between the lines
No matter where your steps lead to
Memories, come calling you

Think not of pain, think not of sin
As crosses borne imprisoning
Think instead, of them as guides
That light the dark and ebb the tides

Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: memories,pain,sin
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 28 May 2019

Sober thoughts brilliantly woven in an insightful poem. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, George.

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George Klonarakis 03 June 2019

My goodness...thank you, Chinedu!

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George Klonarakis

George Klonarakis

Kitimat BC, Canada. But my blood is from Greece.
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