Reminiscing Poems
Antwerpen
by Rikske Kessner
At Antwerp's port, where ships dissolve into the horizon's mist, cultures blend like brushstrokes on a canvas, I stand at the water's edge, feeling the heartbeat of a city alive with ceaseless motion.
I recall visiting my cousin here, an artist drawn to Antwerp's vibrant embrace. We wandered through cobblestone streets, sharing stories over Belgian brews and frites. His eyes gleamed with the city's energy, a life shaped by its eclectic charm.
The cathedral's spire pierces the sky, a beacon of faith, tenacity, and aspiration. In the bustle of diamonds and docks, I see the shimmering facets of human effort, each face a tale, each smile a mystery.
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by Schafer Bailey
The sunshine found a way to peek through the clouds today
Faint scents of a warm summer forthcoming
filled the air around me with electricity
Today the city beamed with life
Students done with their final exams sat around the park
their backpacks bursting at the seams sat next to them
Women traded secrets behind sunglasses
Groups of teenagers with skateboards of all sizes
sat around sharing lit cigarettes
......
the world is a lie
by Yunnie R.
i took your hand in mine
kissing the bloody knuckles
i still can't help but needlessly pine
over your stupid jests and chuckles
a memory flashes in my mind
like a photo frozen still
i smile wryly, joking in kind
letting it go with a laugh, trying not to spill
......
cemetery
by Red Brick Keshner
Entering through resplendent gates,
to where countless dead seek final rest,
and those alive muse the touch of soil:
Where commemorating stones are monumental;
a reminder to all creatures that waste away
in vessels that perish beneath a hundred years.
Where manicured gardens court Repose
whose silence disturbed by a lazy breeze
......
21-12-24
by Rikske Kessner
internal countdown begins
like ants to freshly landed
sugar crystal
like sunflower to rising sun
peeping from cover
like expectant pyjama'd tyke
on Christmas morn
a feeling, full grown or so,
but couldn't quite shake
Antwerpen
by Rikske Kessner
At Antwerp's port, where ships dissolve into the horizon's mist, cultures blend like brushstrokes on a canvas, I stand at the water's edge, feeling the heartbeat of a city alive with ceaseless motion.
I recall visiting my cousin here, an artist drawn to Antwerp's vibrant embrace. We wandered through cobblestone streets, sharing stories over Belgian brews and frites. His eyes gleamed with the city's energy, a life shaped by its eclectic charm.
The cathedral's spire pierces the sky, a beacon of faith, tenacity, and aspiration. In the bustle of diamonds and docks, I see the shimmering facets of human effort, each face a tale, each smile a mystery.
the world is a lie
by Yunnie R.
i took your hand in mine
kissing the bloody knuckles
i still can't help but needlessly pine
over your stupid jests and chuckles
a memory flashes in my mind
like a photo frozen still
i smile wryly, joking in kind
letting it go with a laugh, trying not to spill
......
21-12-24
by Rikske Kessner
internal countdown begins
like ants to freshly landed
sugar crystal
like sunflower to rising sun
peeping from cover
like expectant pyjama'd tyke
on Christmas morn
a feeling, full grown or so,
but couldn't quite shake
untitled 1
by Schafer Bailey
The sunshine found a way to peek through the clouds today
Faint scents of a warm summer forthcoming
filled the air around me with electricity
Today the city beamed with life
Students done with their final exams sat around the park
their backpacks bursting at the seams sat next to them
Women traded secrets behind sunglasses
Groups of teenagers with skateboards of all sizes
sat around sharing lit cigarettes
......
cemetery
by Red Brick Keshner
Entering through resplendent gates,
to where countless dead seek final rest,
and those alive muse the touch of soil:
Where commemorating stones are monumental;
a reminder to all creatures that waste away
in vessels that perish beneath a hundred years.
Where manicured gardens court Repose
whose silence disturbed by a lazy breeze
......
