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Memory
by Kate DemereeIn those dark hours
When our possessions mean naught
All we have to hold to
Are the memories we have wrought
Warm, willing captive
Will I ever be
In the softer shadows
Where you still
Hold me 02/20/2005 Posted on 02/20/2005
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 02/21/05 at 10:15 AM beautiful in sentiment and flow...stunning work Kate :) |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 02/21/05 at 10:34 PM I know those shadows, Kate..and doubt you will ever go unheld |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 02/21/05 at 11:25 PM I like this a lot Kate....Charlie |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/22/05 at 05:23 PM Poignant...powerful in its brevity and message. I especially like how each stanza stands on its own as a separate entity, while at the same time playing off of one another. Kudos! |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 02/24/05 at 05:56 PM so very true, thoughts I've had come home so strongly to me in the last month especially. Excellent, Kate. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/24/05 at 11:03 PM this is beautiful and made me cry... sorry, i'm so weepy lately... perfect little poem... blessings... |
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