Sometimes,
I write to
forget
all those deep,
heated moments
that only you
want to remember.
Sometimes,
I forget to
write
and all those
that I've forgotten
come rushing back
to steal away
my breath.
- - -
Yup, three poems in one day. Though I've been writing all weekend, mostly turning up nothing but craptacular crap. :) These three are on the better end at least. I guess, in the end, not everything I create is a staggering work of heartbreaking genius, but at least writing something is better than writing nothing.
This poem was written for a certain someone. It's been almost a year since I've even really talked to them, but it's hard to forget longish periods of my life sometimes.
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Bravo work, JB. You are so young, but you have such a way with words and depth of feeling. You, too, should keep on writing.
ReplyDeleteWho cannot relate to this? Nicely worded :-)
ReplyDeleteJuice,
ReplyDeleteWe plan to feature this poem and two others over at Poets United as our Pome of the week. Yours are so short and perfect that one would not suffice. I enjoy your writing and can only imagine as you grow older how many others will be lucky to enjoy it. Thanks for sharing!!