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Sunday, May 6, 2018

I Forgot!

Been a lot of forgetting going on today so it seemed only just that the prompt should be just that... I forgot. Write about something you forgot (if you can remember what is you forgot) or something you would like to forget. I was going to add more but for the life of me I forgot what I was going to say. Have fun!

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  1. Forget Me Not

    Forget me not when the rooster crows
    when off the lake the north wind blows
    and you see the first winter snows
    for I'll be there

    Forget me not when you hear a song
    and know I'd be singing along
    probably getting the words all wrong
    for I'll be there

    Forget me not when birds sing
    to welcome a new birth of spring
    a wave of nostalgia it will bring
    for I'll be there

    Forget me not when the leaves will fall
    it is then most of all
    you might hear the night bird call
    for I'll be there

    Forget me not when the sun smiles down
    brightens the earth all around
    take a moment to let life astound
    for I'll be there

    Forget me not when you can no longer see
    or touch or hear or find me
    in your heart search for me
    for I'll be there

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    1. Totally AWESOME!!! This is some great work! I am really impressed...um I guess you can tell that I loved it! The rhymes were terrific and the meter was perfect. Read well aloud!

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    2. i wont forget bonita - love and peace - paul.

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    3. Beautiful poem, wonderful sentiment, and most worthy of sharing! Thanks! A real keeper.

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    4. Nicely done, and well written. It's reminiscent of the poems we read as children. I almost wish you'd do another humorous version though, about the things that will remind people of you.

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    5. I really love this poem, Bonnie. It really read well aloud. It sounded very professional.

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  2. Did I forget to say
    that I love you today?
    the spell of oracle brilliance
    is upon my soulful being

    I delight in the presence
    of your amazing energy
    that flows simply and pleasantly
    through your life veins

    I did not forget the rainbows
    that you sang to me
    when first we met
    you wrapped me in your fire

    while burning desire crept softly
    intoxicating the life forms around you
    I could never forget how you peered
    into the darkness, finding centuries
    of coupleness and light

    you did not take flight
    for in your youth
    you feared nothing
    and everything was yours

    to grasp...

    Did I forget to say
    that I love you today?
    no, not while the sun
    still rises in the sky

    old age disguises youth
    but does not change the heart
    take part in the holiness
    and join a union of bliss

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    1. wow! this is beautiful! softly gentle and flows like a river

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    2. Thanks, Bonnie. I thought it was a bit jerky in a couple of places but, I'm too sick to worry about it. Maybe I will fix the last line someday...

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    3. nothing wrong with the last line wolfie. e - mail me. haven't heard from you in ages - love and peace - paul.

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    4. How lovely and impressive is this|!! True that! Old age disguises outh, what an amazing line!

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    5. Beautiful. Brought tears to my eyes.

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    6. These are truly beautiful words and thoughts, I'm humbled...

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  3. Forget

    I sometimes can't seem to...
    What was I trying to tell you?
    My thoughts kind of drift away
    Now what was that I wanted to say?

    My attention gets divided
    My thoughts are undecided
    there's something that I can't seem to hold
    I feel like I missed it and it won't get told

    elusive butterfly's that hover just out of range
    Are a part of my life that I'm unable to change
    I try very hard to gather my thoughts
    But they ricochet around like misplaced shots

    Chaos reigns supreme in my fading mind
    I'm losing my focus; it's like slowly going blind
    Please, don't interrupt me while I try to explain
    What I'm searching for in this murky old brain

    I say this to you in all sincerity
    That I wish to have a minute of clarity
    A time in my life that I don't have to regret
    The certainty of resolve that I didn't forget

    Anyway, I wanted to tell you... oh well... a...
    Well, it must not have been important...

    I'll think of it later...

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    1. lmbo! yep! I can relate to this one all too well! you did a good job!

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    2. you ever do the going upstairs and then can't remember why you went up there thing paul? i'm good at that - love and peace - paul.

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    3. Yes indeed! I certainly can relate. Good one.

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    4. LOL. Nicely done all around, both subject and poetry. Love it.

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    5. Great job! I got a real chuckle out of this poem! I can't even pick a favorite line...I loved them all...hahaha

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  4. phew! made it. i nearly forgot ha ha.

    WHAT I FORGOT TO FORGET

    " if life seems jolly rotten, there's something you've forgotten and that's to smile and dance and sing " - eric idle - monty python's life of brian.

    forgot my glasses were on my head
    forgot to go to bed
    forgot to eat when i was on the road
    carrying too heavy a load

    trying to forget about my dead pet.......can't do that yet
    forgot the meaning of life
    thought it was all trouble and stryfe
    most of it is, but not all
    just need someone to make you stand tall

    i drink to forget, but i've forgotten what it was
    think it was ladies brown eyes
    and silky smooth thighs
    many forgotten things in lost draws
    and sometimes forget about certain laws
    i have to forget, just interlace.....because.

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    1. this is wonderful! beautifully written and a lovely read

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    2. thank you bonita. this poem was threatened with burning before i got in to it. it behaved itself when it saw the match ha ha - love and eeerrrr i forget - paul.

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    3. I love it! You did a really good job on this one! I really enjoyed reading it!

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    4. Another good one, and very poignant. here is a lovely feel to this one.

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    5. Nice job. I like the way it bends and turns as the poem progresses.

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    6. Some great rhymes, Paul! I enjoyed this one immensely!

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    7. thanks wolfie. i got it together in the end - forgetful puppy - paul.

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    8. thanks tash. tried to make it go from silly to serious, then back to silly - love and lost glasses - paul.

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    9. bit of a rollercoaster vic. a 4 am, fell asleep and dribbled on it in the middle type of poem - love and peace - paul.

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  5. What I forgot... in my life
    was to tell everyone I know
    "I love you" every day.

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    1. something we all forget. always think we have time... or they know... good write!!

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    2. Yes, Mike, this is a lovely poem! I love you, too! Great take on the prompt!

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    3. Yes, so very important, and a nice way to say it.

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    4. Yes, we need to do that. Thanks for the reminder. And nice to see you out here. Yet another family member.

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    5. Short and sweet, Mike! I enjoyed it a lot! It really is so important to say I love you and mean it. Welcome to the club, I hope to see more of your poetry. I tested the water and wrote a poem one day for Linda and now I really enjoy it.

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  6. The winds of time have blown away
    the memories of yesterday—not all,
    of course, some do remain
    and others surface once again.

    Those memories that disappeared
    became what I forgot yet not
    completely. They arise
    at unexpected times, surprise!

    in unexpected ways. Recalled
    by happenstance or chance
    they visit as it were politely
    hat in hand to say

    we understand that all
    Is part of the art of now
    recalled fo pleasure or
    by pain. I certainly cannot

    explain the how or why
    but only say welcome old friends
    it's good to know some things do last
    old ways can still be trod,

    and there is still an open door
    once more that leads me down
    that memory lane to view
    and visit them anew.

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    1. yes i love those unexpected memories that return with a song or a scent of a sound... good write!!

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    2. This could almost be a part of your next poem. (I read backwards when commenting). Very nicely put. And yes, I have experienced memories do pop up at unexpected times.

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    3. Loving the internal rhyme and the nice even flow of this unique poem!! Good job!!

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    4. I am very impressed by this lovely poem, Tasha. Good job

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    5. memory lane can be a dangerous place tash. getting mugged by forgotten memories and such. tread carefully - love and lanes - paul.

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  7. This is a fun one to read aloud.

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  8. Memories

    I have known them to rise
    at the tip of a instant
    that becomes a hook
    baited with a thought.

    The memory
    rises to the surface
    laughing and splashing
    in the sunlight of now.

    Only to sink back
    to swim away
    into the depths of then
    perhaps to return or not, again.

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    1. Very good metaphor for memory. And yes, I can relate. Nicely done.

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    2. I like it!! I especially like the line "in the sunlight of now"...

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    3. I hear all the poems aloud, Tasha. Linda reads them to me. I get more out of them that way. I don't know why. I did enjoy this poem.

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    4. careful tash. some of those hooks are barbed - forgotten to remember - paul.

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  9. And here's another, inspired by this nice prompt, many thanks Bonnie.

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  10. Behind the wheel,
    eighty miles per hour,
    road eternal before
    my glazed eyes,
    I write a poem

    in my head. Brilliant,
    incisive, literate,
    prize-winning.
    Words flow as I
    wish I had paper.

    At home I take up pen,
    (well, Notepad)
    poised to download
    my masterpiece from
    memory to paper.

    What was that
    line that worked out
    so well, flowed with ease,
    that word that pulled it all
    together?

    Hell, what was it
    about, the subject?
    Blank page, blank mind, small hole
    where a poem
    once existed.

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    1. !!! I can sure relate with this poem !!!

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    2. Hmmmmm, I guess everyone has that problem. I can lay in bed and compose a beautiful poem only to get up to jot it down and find that it is lost to me forever...

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    3. once wrote a poem in my own blood before i forgot it, 'cos i didn't have a pencil, but that's just me. not recommended writing practice - love and peace - paul.

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    4. YES!!! Very well put and an experience I certainly can relate to.

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  11. omg! first this is a great write! 2nd I have been there done that and know the horrible feeling of losing a great poem.

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  12. just got time to get one more in, under the wire. haven't been able to make the library for a couple of days. ( achilles tendon problems )

    TOO MUCH THINKING ABOUT MIGHT HAVE BEEN'S ( insomnia 7 )

    she might have......i'll never know
    and where did she go?
    we might have had babies
    but now more likely i'll get rabies

    maybe i might find a woman who is a real lady
    and we can live happily ever after
    but that only happens in fairy tales
    and the rom/com's we pay to see
    as you get older people seem to get dafter and dafter
    only thing that puts me to sleep is the song of forgotten whales

    gotta get outta this bed
    but it's so tempting to remain
    and gradually go insane
    when i leave it everything makes me see red.


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    1. (Sigh) Sadness seems to be a song in your heart. You sing it well. (sigh)

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    2. thanks for commenting tash. no one else bothered. don't know why i bother sometimes - love and hugs - paul.

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