I Forget

I forget, then I cry
for all the yesterdays
and all of tomorrow;
I hear the autumn lie,
hot, sticky breath
that fleets across the sky.
I forget, to only recall
the shrouded memories,
tattered, shorn into pieces,
moments that mattered,
moments now stalled.
Forever lost now, forever gone.
I forget, to only cry,
dreams do die,
trees do sigh.
Love fades as surely
as a night sky
smothers all the light;
we turn faces to the shade,
afraid of what we might see,
only emptiness,
a gaping vacuumn
from which each particle
was sucked, then blown to the ether.
I forget, a tendency to cry.




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Written on 2009-12-09 at 13:26

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I may have said this before. I love your poetry.
2009-12-10


Rob Graber
I enjoyed especially "tattered" and "mattered" in lines 9 and 10.

:-,?
2009-12-09


Rob Graber
I enjoyed especially "tattered" and "mattered" in lines 9 and 10.

:-,?
2009-12-09


NicholasG
A poem plentiful in austerity! It has been said that love springs eternal. Let's hope we survive the winter to bear witness ;-)
It is pleasant to wake up and find one of your poems waiting!!
xox Nick
2009-12-09