Writing Wings For You

Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!




Well my friends, you’ve asked, and here it is.  Our next Poem Collaboration will be using the anaphora:   I REMEMBER

What I love about this open ended topic is that we can write endlessly from any point of our lives.  I can write a stream of consciousness without stopping, any memory that comes to me or focus on a specific age.   No rules!       Add your lines in the comments, and I will put them together to make a gorup poem.  No deadline…write what makes your heart sing.   Did you have favorite toys?  Favorite activities as a child or a teen?  Do you have family memories you’d like to share about your parents, children or loved ones?  I can’t wait to hear them!


Author: writingwingsforyou

Words are powerful and hold the keys to bring healing, play and joy, making life extrordinary. Words can also shift the world into a better place. I am a writer; a storyteller and a relatioship coach; buidling better relationships from the inside out so we can have more joy, communication and love in our lives. Let's explore! Let's create! . ~ Love, Marie Lukasik Wallace

8 thoughts on “I Remember… (COLLABORATION)

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  2. Breadcrumbs

    I remember times in life,
    lost in woods pitch black at night.
    Bright moonrays that shone through
    showing me the way
    out of the darkness
    into the light of day.
    As if morning had just begun,
    again carefree and having fun.
    Somewhere in my travels
    I must have lost my way.
    I’m looking for the breadcrumbs,
    but I think they’ve blown away.

    I remember younger days.
    I found my way out of the maze.
    On the other side,
    sure the worst had passed.
    Although it’s long ago
    it all went by so fast.
    Music from the Ice Cream truck,
    playing stickball on the block.
    High school graduation,
    going off to college,
    high aspirations,
    endless search for knowledge.

    I remember, to my regret,
    so much I wish I could forget.
    Mistakes I would unmake
    though my heart will not unbreak
    choices that went wrong,
    painful lessons all along.
    I remember life’s been full
    tomorrow’s insistent pull.
    I remember things come and go.
    So much I will never know.
    So very long since I was a boy.
    Throughout I found my way to Joy.

    M. Zane McClellan

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  4. Yellow school buses carry
    The small souls back and forth
    Sets low back then
    The backs of heads
    I could plainly see.
    He sat alone
    Always there on the red leather
    A stack of books by his side
    And oh how I wanted him
    To be only mine.
    Michael was his name
    And his little brown house
    Across from the dairy farm
    The scent of cows
    Warm September days
    He stood as the bus
    Rolling slowly to a stop
    I ran up behind him
    Grabbing his small boy hand
    And reaching out
    Gave a shy kiss to his shocked mouth.
    So proud I was
    When reaching my house
    Told my mom about the exciting day
    Much to my dismay
    She wasn’t happy
    No not at all,
    Boys have germs she promptly said
    And sent me to my room instead
    To wait to see if I’d get a spanking.
    Today I laugh remembering that day
    I didn’t die
    From the bugs he spread,
    But never tried it again just in case
    Till nine years or so later
    When I was the one in shock,
    Fifteen and standing still
    Like a deer in The headlights,
    My how the times had changed.

    Thanks for the invite…..so much fun.


  5. Oh Kim, how I enjoyed this! I could envision it so well.
    The small souls back and forth”
    :0) Thanks for sharing!


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