Janice Salmon

Coloured Memories

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medicinalmeadows

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coloured hills

I am more than
Just skin and bones
I am sense, feeling
No pile of stones

I see colour
Not black and white
I look skywards
To see the light

I can feel warmth
Of touch, connect
I remember
I recollect

My memory
Holds pictures too
Of scenes, of plays
A field of view

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4 responses to “Coloured Memories”

  1. J. Avatar
    J.

    Reblogged this on Hello! and commented:
    There are times when I do believe that I am a human, therefore I am essentially just skin, bones, organs and all. However I know what I truly think is that these are only a part of me, and without intangible things like feelings, emotions and memories, I am not complete.

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    1. medicinalmeadows Avatar
      medicinalmeadows

      Hi J. at Hello. Thanks for the reblog. Have a lovely day 🙂

      Reply
  2. Wendell A. Brown Avatar
    Wendell A. Brown

    Janice, this is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read…your words bring to life a message that resonates within. You are something special, and you do write very well! I enjoy what you share and the way you share it so soothingly! The colors and your words dance within causing a smile…thanks for the blessing my friend! I have been somewhat falling behind on viewings as I have been under the weather. But this one gave me a wonderful boost!

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    1. medicinalmeadows Avatar
      medicinalmeadows

      Hi Wendell. I wish you health and happiness. I thank you sincerely for your kind words and encouragement on my journey. Thank you so much for your comments.

      Reply

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