The meagre quarter

The past never goes away, we just stop seeing it.

In the year's meagre quarter:

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

well done! start to finish .. great title! love the pic .. puts me in this mystical dream mood of grey .. and a pinch of reality for seasoning .. love the images your poem conjures ..
"and the withered leaves would,
litter my porch;"
those lines especially .. nice job!
E.

[Moonie]

Thank you very much. It means a lot to me that you like it. There are many memories in the central character's past which he has buried in the dust of time. But whenever he is alone, they all seem to rise from their graves like ghosts and call him to walk alongside them. That is the meagre quarter in which he sees his real self. I believe that though we shouldn't concentrate on the past and lead our present and blah, blah -that everyone says, the past never leaves us.=)

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my! you make me want to dive off the high board ... maybe try a flip or something .. :)
love love love
E.

[Moonie]

That's just how I am. I make people want to dive off high boards.=)) thanks again for the love.:))

[Daydreamer]

I'm reading it again.....
(as you reckon😁)
❤

[Moonie]

Thanks. I generally say I reckon. That is what I reckon anyway.:P

[Mirra]

Past is always walking with us, in our shadows, sometimes clouding out path. Love the imagery and the wording. Great piece!

[Moonie]

Thank you very much. True enough, in this poem, there are many memories in the central character's past which he has buried in the dust of time. But whenever he is alone, they all seem to rise from their graves like ghosts and call him to walk alongside them. That is the meagre quarter in whivh he sees his real self.

[Mirra]

And you ink it out powerfully! You're welcome ^_^

[Bright Ocean Star]

I love the strong imagery and spooky quality to this poem. It is ethereal and visceral in an 'other-worldly' sort of way. Very nice, write!

[Moonie]

Thank you very much. I feel honoured. :))

[The Quill]

it is really mysterious and nice ,,...was carried in the lines, amazing poem :)

[Moonie]

Thank you bery much.

[Moonie]

Very*.......

[John Anderson]

Cleverly written with a powerful delivery. Very nicely done

[Moonie]

Thank you very much.

[Princess Poetry]

I love this kind of poetry. It's captivating!

[Moonie]

Thank you very much. :))

[Princess Poetry]

You're welcome :)

[willweb]

I enjoyed this poem today. It is dark and dreary here and it felt perfect reading your words. You have a wonderful imagination and it brings panoramic visions to me eyes. Your poem speaks in loud whispers in the drakness.

[Moonie]

That comment is so nice, it feels like a little piece of writing in itself. :)) thank you. ♥

[Ranger Kessel]

i can't say it any better than the feature review, but i enjoyed reading this. thanks for sharing

[Moonie]

Thank you very much. I'm glad you liked it.

[Muse]

I love the ethereal vibes of this poem. It is brilliantly titled and wonderfully written! What a talented mind you have.

[Moonie]

You flatter me! Thank you very much. :))

[Daydreamer]

Leftovers of memories you once considered special but the person who shared with you didn't, will linger in your memory and take you to places no one can see. I adore how you write- especially how you describe things, like the words you use and metaphors. You've outperformed yourself, as usual 🎀
P.S- don't thank me 🎆

[Moonie]

Gosh, I was about to thank you, even after reading the comment. But I won't...(I still don't understand why you don’t like being thanked.) I like the comment. Though this one is one of my old poems so I didn't outperform myself. Goodness gracious, I was about to thank you again but I controlled myself. :))