My Blue Memories

My blue memories -

come upon when moments of longing,

fill my very heart.

They’re not sad,

but filled with love.

My blue memories,

bring back thoughts,

of days gone by,

of friends who’ve passed on

and I miss so very much.

My blue memories,

bring back summers of joy

and laughter which I still hear -

echoing in the sky above.

They come at twilight,

as the velvet night sails in

with the summer breezes.

As the clouds play with the moon,

as I look up toward the heavens,

I can see the faces I’ve been missing

and my heart beats with great joy.

As it all comes back to me -

while flowery perfume fills the air

and brings back my blue memories.

Life is full of surprises

and full of unexpected good-byes.

It’s nice to think of them all -

swinging on the stars above,

seeing me down below

and knowing that my blue memories -

bring them all back to me.

In the quiet of a star-filled night,

I can hear their voices

and I have to smile.

Remembering the times spent together,

the summers when we ran in the sun.

My blue memories -

take me on wondrous journeys

and fill my dreams,

of moments that are so precious to me.

My blue memories,

then comfort so

and I’m happy that though we’ve parted -

we’re still so very close.

© 2016 Gypsy Rose Lee

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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada

And, that Rasma, sums up gracefully. Parting is hard, but sometimes necessary. Let the eternal Love always win. The song at the end was cool. Joy to you...


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ChitrangadaSharan 4 months ago from New Delhi, India

Very nice poem and your last two lines sums it up beautifully!

Thank you!


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billybuc 4 months ago from Olympia, WA

I call that sweet melancholy, and you captured it perfectly.


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always exploring 4 months ago from Southern Illinois

Blue memories are sad but filled with joy when remembering your loved one's who are in heaven, perhaps, " Swinging on a star? " Loved it Rasma!


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manatita44 4 months ago from london

Exquisite poetry, Rasma. Brilliantly done!


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 months ago from Riga, Latvia Author

Thank you Surabhi

You welcome Chitrangada

Thank you Bill

Thank you Ruby

Thank you Manatita


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teaches12345 4 months ago

Sweetness within the core of time passed. There are moments we remember as touching, in spite of the losses.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 months ago from Riga, Latvia Author

That is so true Dianna. Lucky to always have memories left behind.


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bravewarrior 4 months ago from Central Florida

I love this, Rasma. Blue memories can be so sweet. I never really thought about it until reading this. You always make me think!

I really like this line: "as the clouds play with the moon".


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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 months ago from Riga, Latvia Author

Glad you enjoyed this Shauna.

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    I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia with my hubby, Martin and cat Sid.



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