So many moments in my life A life well lived, a life well loved At times bittersweet, yet giving me strength So many books, so much music Piano lessons, trumpet too Settling on drums and never looking back Country living, city life too Over the river and through the woods Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Connecticut too... Continue Reading →

Memories, Old & New ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Life is memories Memories we have created All that we are Is all that we have been It doesn't matter how slow we go As long as we don't stop We all grow through What we go through So relax Enjoy life Make new memories Enjoy old memories But don't live in the past For... Continue Reading →

Through The Keyhole ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

When I was a child My Grandma lived in an old house One room was always locked She said it was a magical room Filled with fairies, elves and unicorns One day I peeked through the keyhole And giggled with glee I saw fairies dancing While elves rode on unicorns Squirrels dressed like cowboys Were... Continue Reading →

Memories Exist ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Time forgets, but I remember. Memories exist in my eyes. Promises made in the dark still echo through the empty halls of my mind. My days used to be about castles and dreams. Now they are filled with green tambourines. On a cloud covered morning I walk alone through the void, looking for meaning of... Continue Reading →

Pieces Of Me 2 ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Several of my followers have suggested I do a poetic memoir of my life – things I've done, places I've been, things I've seen, etc. I will do these Pieces Of Me periodically in no particular order. This is Pieces Of Me 2. Wagner College Intramural Diving Champion, 1965 Member Tau Kappa Epsilon (TKE) Fraternity... Continue Reading →

A Lifetime Of Treasures ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

We all have one A trash drawer It might be in a desk Or in the kitchen In a nightstand Or a file cabinet Don't know where to put something? Throw it in the trash drawer Over time it becomes A drawer of memories Forgotten treasures Reminders of days gone by All part of our... Continue Reading →

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