Showing posts with label forgotten. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forgotten. Show all posts

Friday, 6 January 2023

Fiction

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Truth is never told. 



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Fiction       -       05 Jan 23 

Forgotten ways 
The myth of history 
Fiction told by the victors 
To justify their actions 
After the events 



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Truth can be found. 

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Sunday, 30 January 2022

Dawn Light

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A lot of things happen in that pale light.




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Dawn Light        -        29 Jan 22 

In a forgotten world 
A secret was born 
From soft words 
And even softer kisses 
In the pale dawn light 




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The Lovliest secrets are born this way. 

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Friday, 7 August 2020

Fading Memories

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How things change. 



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Fading Memories     -     02 Aug 20 

In a distant past 
I thought I knew 
The people who were 
In my life 
I thought I knew 
My friends 
Then I found that 
They were just 
Memories fading 
Into the dusk of 
Forgotten days 
Unreal phantoms 
Of forgotten days 




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People I knew are fading. 


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Saturday, 10 August 2019

Captured Images

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Memories of times and places, held forever.



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Captured Images   -   05 Aug 19

A drawing of a forgotten flower
In an unremembered
Sketchbook
Half-filled with pencil lines
Images lost now
Captured in a faded page



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I have many half-filled books like this.

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Monday, 10 September 2018

Finding

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Things you come across when clearing up your space.



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Finding   -    06 Sep 18

Going through some old things
Finding some forgotten memories
Trapped on scraps of paper

Some so forgotten
That the words mean nothing
To me anymore

What did I do
What was I thinking
I will never know

Disposing of the fragments
No memories remain
Except in the void



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Curious sense of freedom but with a nagging feeling of loss.

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Friday, 18 May 2018

Looking Beneath


Inspired by the process of some serious tidying and clearing.





Looking Beneath  -  14 May 18


Exploring places I should know
Discovering things
Long forgotten
Not even a feint memory
When I am looking beneath
I discover them anew
The memory crawls back






Now that the process has begun I expect to find more old memories.


Sunday, 11 March 2018

Ancient Songs


There are many old songs and this is about one of the oldest.





Ancient Songs  -  06 Mar 18


The words
Oft times forgotten
The Heart always
Remembers
Even though the songs
Were born in
In ancient times






I can remember.


Thursday, 18 December 2014

Forgotten Emotions


Barely recalled memories and emotions from times past.





Forgotten Emotions  -  12 Dec 14

Forgotten
Emotions wander through
Mind and body
The form of you
Still holds my attention
All I see
Is how happy we are
Old emotions of other people
Gladly forgotten





It is interesting how some people re-emerge, unwanted, in memories.


Friday, 31 May 2013

Deserted Dreams


I was reading a poem by my Lovely friend dani when Muse suggested that I paid more attention to two words.  I asked permission to use them and the poem flowed very quickly.





Deserted Dreams  -  30 May 13

On an old tired landscape
Shapes lie abandoned
Discarded
Like old memories
Near forgotten
From mind

Crying in the wilderness
Of yesterday
Hanging on the thorns
Of misremembered days
Like tattered cloth
Deserted dreams

They hope to be collected
Patched ~ pieced together
Made whole again
To fill the space left
Where the dreams
Used to play





The poem I read can be found here ~ 


~ and I really would Love to thank dani for permission to quote from her poem.

I would also thank Muse for drawing my attention to these words.

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Tuesday, 17 August 2010

The Silence Is Loud


This is the second of the poems that were birthed two nights ago.





The Silence Is Loud - 15 Aug 10

Silence will remain
Shouting across the sand
Trying to take us back
Into the place
Where we were
And still are...
In my mind

Forgotten times
Where our toys
Lie abandoned
Playroom ignored
The places in our minds
Allowed to remain
Gathering dust
Cobwebs
Tired memories
Wishing they could return
To live again

Take my hand
We can try to bring them back
All we have to do
Is want
They wait...
Patiently
For our touch





This poem would have appeared yesterday if I hadn't been interrupted by a lovely walk to the sea.