Forgetting

Forgetting

A Poem by DrD

i will forget you

just as i have forgotten my first kiss

and third grade teacher

you will be forgotten

and sent into the backyard of my mind

and forbidden to return

 

i will turn away from the push cart

with purple asters

and ignore gazebos and river walks

i will not go where people mingle in twos

and where apple blossoms touch the air

i will be too busy forgetting you

 

nothing will be related to you

not the key hook you forced into the wall

or the tablecloth you scorched

because you turned for a kiss

everything will be what it is

without a remnant of what was you

 

i will forget you

even when dreams resurrect us

and you take vengeance in your absence

i was forgetting you with another

but saw the baby robin peak from its nest

and excitedly said, “carol, look!”

 

i will forget you

through every temptation and hint

daisy fields and haystacks

the first green suggestion of spring

you returning to bed for “just a minute”

i will forget you

 

but not just now

© 2012 DrD


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Eve
That last line, that closing line, says it all. You know that without contact or expression of tenderness, or even heated words, it will eventually be forgotten,
but they never really are...a part of them is always there in the back drop of who you are.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

DrD

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Myth . . . . one of the many problems about women is that they are so damned hard to forg.. read more
Eve

11 Years Ago

:) don't forget, don't ever forget, just... make room for hope.



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Honesty at last... I think not ever... The medicinal poison of our memories is hard to take at times. Just remember to not overdose or skip a dose and everything will be just as it should, for now. You penned some emotion here that touches the heart.
Be well DrD.
I hope your holiday was a joy!

Posted 11 Years Ago


DrD

11 Years Ago

Thanks, David. I didn't have much of a holiday. I was away for three days but didn't have time to .. read more
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Tex
Wonderful write. Love the repeated "i will forget you" it shows just how surely the forgetting may be a wish but it will never happen. Just a sweet lovely poem. You bring us in and we feel the emotion.

I loved this.

Posted 11 Years Ago


DrD

11 Years Ago

I appreciate your visit, Nicholas, and your kind words
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Mia
Again with the wonderful, beautiful, wonderfully beautiful poetry! I had a feeling the last line was coming. That much effort made to forget someone probably means they are unforgettable. Ah...not just now...is a very long time when you don't really want to...in this case forget. Makes me wonder if forgetting makes it easier or not. You are a fantastic poet in my eyes and I appreciate your poems. I think it’s important you know I admire you and hopefully I’ll learn a lot from reading your poems.

Posted 11 Years Ago


DrD

11 Years Ago

You are kind to a fault, Mia. It is my honor to have you here.
'you take vengeance in your absence' beautifully, haunting line. So poignant, so full of feeling, you have got to be one of the best poets on this site. And this is one of my favourite poems now.

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DrD

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Jo. And how much I would like to believe your flattery. What I do know is that I am extr.. read more
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PP
That lost lover of yours has daggered into your mind, body and soul! Can see her bursting through as you personify words with her thoughts. If the words are able to make so much sense and picture such great beauty, how beautiful must have been your love?!?!? I love your poems about this lover :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


i saw where this was going to end...and it is so so so true.

we can say it all we want to, others can tell us all they want to...but we don't forget...

the first kiss, or a love...there will always be that part of our heart that is theirs..even if the relationship ends....

we carry them with us...sometimes people try too hard to forget...wasted energy...just accept the memories.

they are all part of what makes us tick.

thanks for this...wonderfully relatable...i like how you take everyday things and feelings and make them work so well in your poetry.

jacob

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Eve
That last line, that closing line, says it all. You know that without contact or expression of tenderness, or even heated words, it will eventually be forgotten,
but they never really are...a part of them is always there in the back drop of who you are.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

DrD

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Myth . . . . one of the many problems about women is that they are so damned hard to forg.. read more
Eve

11 Years Ago

:) don't forget, don't ever forget, just... make room for hope.
I loved how you used specific memories, like your 3rd grade teacher. It made the poem more personal. I also loved how you made this person so determind, but truthfully, they realized how difficult it would to forget. So wonderful

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

DrD

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I truly appreciate your visit
Such are the repositories of our memories. I love your beautifully selected moments, choosing to forget an impossible task that requires effort. There is a pace and eloquence about this poem that lends itself (or me) to a sense of gentle endearment.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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DrD

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Victoria. I sincerely appreciate your comments.
I am trying to hold on to you
My heart is slipping
It beats in and out of times
You said I do
And now I wait
To not remember .. You ..

You touch places of the heart .. Thank you .. Jasmine

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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