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    dots Submission Name: Photographic Memorydots
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    Author: lmz
    ASL Info:    40/female/USA
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    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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    dotsPhotographic Memorydots
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    An album, solitary
    yet never alone,
    radiates with smiles;
    true happiness within.
    Fleeting moments
    of time passed,
    alive with color
    captured for eternity.

    Sentimental value immeasurable,
    each turn of the page emits
    warm rays of sunshine
    on the dreariest of days.

    Time ceases to exist.
    The best of days last forever.
    Family and friends,
    some long gone from this world,
    are always here...
    laughing and living well
    in photographic memory.




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      Hi there!

    Very sentimental piece here Lorn, made me a bit choked up to be honest, very powerful description of good old times and good old photo's.

    Think I;m gonna go and take a look at some of my old photos now - I feel inspired!!

    Nick

    xx
    | Posted on 2006-12-15 00:00:00 | by Nick_23 | [ Reply to This ]
      Who would think of a Photo Album as being the subject of such a beautiful and well crafted poem! And, so true. The subjects in our Albums are "forever young", frozen in time at that precious moment where we can recall and remember them forever! Lorna, you have a talent that is a gift to the world, and particularly to all of us here at Elite who get to read your material!
    | Posted on 2006-10-29 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
      I picked this poem through a random process because i liked its title and I'm glad i did. It is simple yet says so much. As i read it i had a clear visual of old memories and photos I've seen all my life of days long gone and lives lived by my family and friends. There is nothing more sentimental than a picture that reminds one of a happy time in his or her life. I loved it!
    ~Alexander
    | Posted on 2006-06-01 00:00:00 | by Alexander Blue | [ Reply to This ]
      Truer words were never spoken. My youngest daughter, married a year ago, just suffered her first heartbreak. Her grandmother who raised her from the age of three, (Don't ask, it worked out for the best) just died. I'm sending this to her, hoping it will cheer her up. Thanks for the great write. This is going into my favs.
    | Posted on 2006-07-06 00:00:00 | by junemarie | [ Reply to This ]
      GREAT job. Been there. Particularly liked the "warm rays of sunshine on the dreariest of days" part. That's exactly what (I think) photo albums are for.
    | Posted on 2006-04-06 00:00:00 | by JAvery | [ Reply to This ]
      i have a photo om my wall of two of the most dearest people to me who sadly are no longer with us.Reading this made me think of all the happy times and memories from it and brought a tear to my eye,this is a wonderful, beautiful poem from start to finish and is going in my favs folder ,thank you
    Graham
    | Posted on 2006-04-06 00:00:00 | by gd66uk | [ Reply to This ]
      Hi Lorna,

    I like the things you have captured with this.
    I love going to the theatre of my memories and watching the slide shows.

    I really like this. There have been lots of kudos and I agree with them.

    Just a couple of other thoughts:

    alive with color
    captured for eternity.

    Would this be colors

    If so, which ones?

    It might add to the reader's images to give them some examples.

    Nice job!

    Chrystine
    | Posted on 2006-03-01 00:00:00 | by beatthedrum | [ Reply to This ]
      Ah, the album of the mind. Memories caught photographicly. They say that what we remember is never accurate, but as we wish it to be. I say hooray for that. Who wants to recall all the unpleasant things? Let's just see it the way we want it. Those other albums, the paper kind, they never soften the perspective, never embellish the romance, they just record factual data. Fat is never thin, short is never tall, sad is never happy, only a picture, a mirror, and a truthful one at that, exposing all of our shortcomings. Memories on the other hand, turn moments into hours, years into lifetimes, passing fancies into passionate love affairs, and always lie just as they're told.

    You've captured these emotions in this poem, posted them for all to see, exposed the paper albums for what they are, and have given us a reason to remember. Great poem, loved it.

    Phil
    | Posted on 2006-02-25 00:00:00 | by phil askew | [ Reply to This ]
      I'm glad this works for you Lorna, sadly it doesn't for me. My memories fade like photographs left in the sun, until i can't remember what i was doing on the day they were taken. There are exceptions of course.

    This poem was good, if I seem underwhelmed it's only because I don't expect anything less when I click on one of your poems because you are one of the more prominent poets on this website.

    And you never disappoint me Lorna.

    Well done

    | Posted on 2006-02-24 00:00:00 | by Senna27NZ | [ Reply to This ]
      ooh i enjoyed this alot. i know i must have read it before and got distracted so i never commented! i swore i did though. anyways this was just a lovely peice. all cheery and warm feeling. and the line about the page emiting rays of sunshine is so brilliant! it really is like that when you flip through old pictures. i love to look at my parents old albums of when they were high school sweet hearts... its so cute! now i have the urge to look through my pictures! they really bring back all the memories you never want to forget. which is why this writing is like looking at my pictures. fills you with this wonderful feeling.
    this was written marvelously of course!
    -steph
    | Posted on 2006-02-22 00:00:00 | by playcrackthesky | [ Reply to This ]
      I really appreciate the sentiment and thoughtfullness of this piece. We all have special memories that bring us peace, love & joy not only in reminiscing but as having been a part of us and part of our journey.
    What a picture!
    Love,Peace,Joy&Smilez 2 share
    tif
    | Posted on 2006-02-14 00:00:00 | by Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      Good one. I'd think about eliminating the 2nd stanza, but other than that, a pretty good piece. You do a nice job evoking those memories an album brings. Hmmm....gives me an idea for a story....

    Peace,

    Joe
    | Posted on 2006-02-13 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]
      Very nice, I'm very impressed with the way you tied in the photographic memory part. This was a poem that reminds us that pictures hold on to the moments in thime that we can not and creates a thread of happy memories that will live on. this was nicely written and it had a nostalgic feel to it. Very good job.

    Maggie
    | Posted on 2006-02-13 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]
      I think your writing here is so good that in a sense it disappears. These are the kind of pieces I like, the ones that communicate an emotion with the language fading into the background.

    I found I got the same exact mood reading your piece as I do when I look through an old photo album. It's a mixture if sudden smiles and nearby tears, a feeling that only comes from looking at old happy memories that can't be recreated. I've been very lucky in my life and there are a lot of happy memories there. Unfortunately, a lot of the family members that created those memories are gone now. It's a unique feeling to treasure the memories at the same time I'm reminded that I can't add to them.

    Thanks for a great poem. I think I need to go find some photo albums.

    Steve
    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Lost Sheep | [ Reply to This ]
      That's so pretty.
    It kind of removed my happy mood now though.
    (That's how you know it's good. )

    For me, even the happy memories seem really bad most of the time, because there's nothing I hate more than knowing something's just... over. You know?
    Sometimes it doesn't seem like memories are gonna be enough to fill certain holes. If that makes any sence.

    I love the way you wrote this. But then again, everything you write fascinates me.
    I can't pick a favorite part, cause I love all of it.
    As always dear, Great Job

    -nikkki
    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Liv2LoveThePain | [ Reply to This ]
      Lorna,

    How beautiful is this! How lovely, how true.

    An album, solitary
    yet never alone

    The best of days last forever.

    laughing and living well
    in photographic memory.

    How do you do it?? Come up with such beautiful and creative thoughts and sentiments.

    Sensitive, repsonsive and full of feelings; that's you!!

    Steve

    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by SHRINKSDR | [ Reply to This ]
      Nice poem... Love the concept and really like how everything is summed up in the tittle itself... The best times one has are always remembered the most... and sometimes bad memories too... but yeah back to the poem... I totally dig everything you said... everything is just one simple thought away... from what happened when you were young to the best thing of your life you always have it just one simple thought away... you are an awesome writer but hey I don't have to tell you that lol you should know by now... great write

    Jose J. Ortiz aka Josyman
    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by josymanthegreat | [ Reply to This ]
      Absolutely Supurb.
    Being a married man and having lots of kids we tend to take pictures and put them in albums.
    I went to see my mother 2 weeks ago and we spent the whole night looking through old photos. You are correct in that they seem to be happy but I think it is because we say smile before the picture is snapped. HAA HAA

    Back to the poem.
    Pictures are memories that will last forever. They allow us to see those moments in time that were happy.

    Sentimental value immeasurable,
    each turn of the page emits
    warm rays of sunshine
    on the dreariest of days.

    This is my favorite part of the poem. It speaks so much truth.

    I know when I look at old photos of the family and even my father years ago, They bring such happiness.
    Do you ever notice when you are looking at pictures that time stands still? We get so into looking at the photos and talking about it that we forget about time.

    Great write Lorna and this can only belong one place. Yep fav's Not because of how it was wrote but because of truth within it.

    Great write Lorna.

    Respect and Admiration

    Clyde
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]
      Hello Lorna,

    well first I was going to say the first line conflicts with the second but taking the second as a feeling I can see how they go together even onward to the latter verse. this portrayal here of the happy memories in the mind do share that same characteristic as the photos in an album capturing the happy moments, alive with color how you put it. All the lines in the first stanza are perfect for me. Even with the spin on happier thoughts but those are the ones that should be treasured as said on the last line captured for eternity.

    In the second stanza there is an echo of the feeling in the first with "radiates with smiles" and "true happiness" in this stanza it is "warm rays of sun shine" though the purpose I see is on the fourth line, when those dreary days come there will always be something memorable to think about.

    The third stanza I like the first line a lot of I know that the third line is the memory of those best of days though those days in themselves seem to be very short, I do understand the want to keep those memories alive. he the third pulls more at the heart because of the loved ones that are presented which includes anyone’s. The ending wraps it up beautifully.

    I cannot think of anything to change or add it is a very lovely and memorable poem. Excellent piece Lorna

    ~mike
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by inspirit999 | [ Reply to This ]
      This poem really gave me a lot of joy as it reflects your very deep feelings and also it evoked my own .It is very well written and while i was reading i could feel the message and feelings behind it.It is not only a poem but the true story of life.I really enjoyed the way this poem is ornated with beautiful words and it has come out as a masterpiece.Thanks for sharing with us your creation and these moments when i was reading your piece is going to be in the memory of my mind forever.
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Ramneet | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this one a lot! I scrapbook for this very reason. Anytime I feel dumpy or I miss someone that has passed I always turn to my photo albums and relive my fondest memories. Pictures are the most wonderful things on the face of the planet and I just really appreciated where this poem took me. Thanks for sharing!

    Candi
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by dreamweaver | [ Reply to This ]
      My Oh my, bordom has set in since Football is over, and you've decided to read a book!
    As the pages turn, in your memory along with the flow of the pages of a book perhaps?
    I guess I have dashed your Referee ideas with all my cynical attempts to infuse humor along with a few of my favorite fantasies!
    OK, you can have the silk in whatever color you choose, and NO POM-POM's.
    I tried looking back into my memory closets and there was mostly skeletons and locked boxes filled with remorse. I see you have had much better luck.
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Clayton | [ Reply to This ]
      What an analysis that is !

    Suffice to say it was up to your usual excellent standard. Memories are great things to keep, as long as they are just kept and they do not prevent one from moving forward. Lving in the past has never done anyone any favours.

    Frank.
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Frank Maguire | [ Reply to This ]
      Lorna
    You did it again Lorna
    This poem is so true to my Life
    I honestly feel like you were writing this about my Life
    I swear to you this write fits me and is written absolutely perfect
    This my Friend is another favorite
    God Bless
    Your Friend
    Ron
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
      Always nice to see you posting 'cause I always seem to enjoy reading your words.
    Hi Lorna,
    Hope all is well with you and I enjoyed reading your poem here.
    I have no suggestions about this one, seems to be fine to me.
    Have a great weekend and stay safe and warm,
    !doc'
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by dr_tigger | [ Reply to This ]
      Yes m'am, this is just what needs to be. A finely drawn set if ideas that make the imagination our solace. I am always so sad for people can see no more than this life, everyone is here, now, even if far away.

    Our thoughts will take us where ever we want to go, and memories just the same. The only important piece of data the shrinks came up with to me is this: the mind cannot tell the difference between a real and imagined experience.

    Delightful work Lorna, thanks so much, we all need to be reminded.

    Nan
    | Posted on 2006-02-15 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      Do you ever have those moments in life where you find yourself saying "click" as you take another mental picture of a perfect moment in time... I loved this peice... true nostaliga!

    Sorry I have not ben around much, just really busy... I have missed reading your beautiful work though and this is no exception.

    So many memories exist not in photo albums or on paper but only in our minds... I happen to think these are the best pictures because you make them as pretty as you would lke for them to be... you can live in that moment in time and create you own endings!

    Hugs,

    Ella
    | Posted on 2006-02-15 00:00:00 | by stormyskye | [ Reply to This ]
      I love this. It was very clever and nicely written. Was definately a welcome surprise. I have had these moments with my daughter flipping through the old photo albums. No matter how bad your run of luck, nithing can take away your prcious memories. This feeling helps me get throught the hard times when things don't seem to ever work pout.
    Mixed feelings of sorrow and joy openly overwhelm me. This a great mixture of emotion that has thus far highlighted my day.
    2-chay
    | Posted on 2006-02-17 00:00:00 | by Man in Black | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow. A very well worded write always deserves to be commented on. Very different in deed. Love to read things like this. V ery gla d I came across it. Particularly love nostalgical (not sure whether that is a word or not) writes, they make me remember old times . . .
    This creative poem helped me remember much of my previous life, Thanks for that
    John*
    | Posted on 2006-02-20 00:00:00 | by abuzzbuzz92 | [ Reply to This ]
      Its amazing how one can close their eyes and see the past. All those who have come before in good times and bad. Their images forever sheltered and protected in our minds.

    Some things will never be forgotten because they are burned into our memory like photos in an album. You have described that ability that we have here with colorful words and brilliant lines. Those words and lines have just brought up beautiful images for me.

    Brightest Blessings,
    Crystal
    | Posted on 2006-02-20 00:00:00 | by lenotoire | [ Reply to This ]
      what a wonderful way of saying you love the memories you have saved! I wish that I could remember all the good times, and only the good times, unfortunately, I seem to keep the bad memories more clearly and close than the good. I just wrote a poem about that yesterday, maybe that is why I have commented this way. I love your works, you are so talented. thanks for the read!~~tracy
    | Posted on 2006-03-10 00:00:00 | by tmullins | [ Reply to This ]
      This was another well written piece. I really like your writing style....you are very unique. Which is very good. lol

    Anyways....keep writing.
    -Strator
    | Posted on 2006-09-08 00:00:00 | by Strator | [ Reply to This ]


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