Walls Have Ears Comments
The words echo, walls have ears
Echoes around the centuries not absurd
My Pisces ways have me believing
From childhood to where I am today
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Just a wonderful poem of childhood. So well presented to us. Thank you John.
Wonderfully written. Your childhood sounded exciting. Dreaming is a great link for rarely being sad. Expecting good things can happen.
Hi Lyn, thank you for commenting. I have an imaginary book titled memories, every page waiting for its turn.
Sometimes imagination is what kept us going. Fantastic poen dear John.
Always thankful for my imagination, it did indeed keep me going, thank you.
Love it! Imaginary friends... what childhood memories this evokes! Congrats on poem of the day!
Marvelous flow of evocative memories so many of us can relate to... poetically expressed... enjoyed your poem of the day...
Mostly childhood memories are all sweet and beautiful. That is the most happy period of one's life. So when it comes to mind one gets emotional and wish to be back to that careless time. 'I feel I have deserted them these friends of mine On occasions when waking from dreams Laughter is slowly fading but I can hear I utter some words then hear a closing door..'is awesome lines. Congrats.
Thank you for your comments, just like a close friend, memories never desert us.
Echoes of love and life! ! Echoes of a new day; Walls have ears. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Now later in life as I think of these times I feel I have deserted them these friends of mine wonderful experience. Congrats being POD
Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem, they return when I need them.
A fantastic poem of the day, sir John. Congrats for being chosen.....10+++++++++++
Our past younger lives come back to haunt us sometimes clear as a diamond stream, like a movie of our past plying out in memory. John this is a fantastic recollective poem and reminds me of my boyhood so much. Thanks for the jolt.! ! ! ! Cheers Geoffrey.
Hi Geoffrey, your comments about my poems are as entertaining as the descriptive way your poems always take me there.
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7/20/2025 12:47:25 AM # 1.0.0
Laughter is slowly fading but I can hear I utter some words then hear a closing door/// beautiful poem penned; nice imaginative atmosphere is used to write the poem; walk slowly observe the standing wall lonely; feel the whispering of wall oh no ghostly wall can speak but silently!