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NaPoWriMo Poem 12 ~~ Memories



Memories can be sharp and focused, or soft and blurry
They are hunters in our sub-conscious, feeding on our
Insecurities or rejoicing in our achievements
Gliding in ever-widening circles within our minds

Memories, happy, sad, pleasant, bad, small or large
They become colored, shades of browns,
Reds, black or striped, each one unique
To our own lives

Memories can mold to any surrounding,
Preferring the wide open spaces of your imagination
They glide silently in the sky of your mind
Searching for bits and pieces of your life to feast upon

The seasons change, memories migrate, choosing to live
And breed in the choice spaces it finds within,
Clinging to your heart, small memories grow
Until they are grown and can fly free

Never be afraid of memories, respect them
Let them come and go as they want or need
Accept them as a part of you, let them help you
Soar among the living, heal, grieve, love

For your memories are a living, breathing, flying part of you.



I took today’s prompt from the NaPoWriMo website and used it; Today’s prompt is a “replacement” poem. Pick a common noun for a physical thing, for example, “desk” or “hat” or “bear,” and then pick one for something intangible, like “love” or “memories” or “aspiration.” Then Google your tangible noun, and find some sentences using it. Now, replace that tangible noun in those sentences with your intangible noun, and use those sentences to create (or inspire) a poem. 

I choose ‘hawk’ and ‘memories’. Hope you enjoyed my effort. Thank you for reading.

12 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Poem 12 ~~ Memories

  1. Great use of the prompt – you nailed it! I thought about using the NaPoWriMo promot too but went with cats instead for Caturday. I think you chose very well though, a hawk and memories do create a very dynamic image when swapped around – I also thought “Searching for bits and pieces of your life to feast upon” is fantastic. Will have to file this poem for future reads.


  2. I like this. Memories are more fragile than most people think. I’m missing so many and cherish the memories that have found a home in my mind. I love anything that jars them loose. Beautifully written.


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