A Haunting Memory Comments
Wild rockets blew along the lane;
The tall white gentians too were there;
The mullein stalks were brave again;
Of blossoms was the bramble bare;
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A beautiful poem indeed about the old memory that was so heart warming. Loved the lucid way you have made the story. Like to read it again and again. Thanks for sharing and congrats.
the past is the true relative of the present and every past is the treasure of the memory either happy or sorrow; human being lives at present by reminiscing the present; this poem is very succinct about the memorization
The mind cooling picture the Poet has depicted here pretty well indeed! Congratulations to the dear Poet!
Still on the eider sings that thrush as day's pass by us, In this dream so smile.
Memories of the past! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The memories of the past have been so deeply and touchingly delineated. Beautiful poem, it is justified for the poem of the day.
This poem is on something that fascinates me—why do we remember what we remember when so much else seems lost to memory. -GK
The panorama portrayed so nicely and made the poem simply superb. A deserved modern poem of the Day.
Charming memories of a walk through the village loane
A haunting write also! Lots of gorgeous imagery. Picture myself walking down a dust country lane taking in the sights around me. Nice.
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7/19/2025 1:58:48 AM # 1.0.0
The little pool the shrubs among Lay like a bit of yellow glass; A window in the farmhouse old, Turned westward, was of glaring gold. memory is a treasure. golden memories. tony