Tag Archives: Forget

Yet Not Forgotten: A Rondeau Poem

Something that ends in memory

Is something that I do not wish to be

Asking, begging, forget me. Please?

Remembered for person, not for glories

Not for great world acts, personally, me

 

Over lifetime being, salute to me

Minutes of fame do not define ably

Softly in heart, not bravely in stories

Of me, yet not forgotten

 

Remember weakness, doubts, getting by

Not public image, life looking glossy

I’m fragile flower, not glowing rubies

Recall me in whispers, not glees

Common girl, not celebrity

Of me, yet not forgotten

 

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Forgotten Time Gone By

Forgotten time gone by

Movement

Sound

Reach

Forgotten time gone by

Breathe

Color

Pressure

Forgotten time gone by

Fabric

Smell

Tension

Forgotten time gone by

Air

Stillness

Life

Forgotten time gone by

Music

Sight

Love

Forgotten time gone by

Taste

Absorb

Echo

Forgotten time gone by

Yet we still remember

Everything

Always

and

Forever