I remember you


from the ABC set What was I thinking! they sounded so good in my head.

Dare myself to play the game,
open the forbidden page,
foolish me,
caught in the flash photography,
flinch from the searing memory,
like a finger from the flame,
stumble blindly off to find,
the cold tap of forgetting.

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Comments

Keiko Shizuru | January 8, 2010 - 15:51

It happens so often! I choose to forget! Nice poem ! thanks.
keiko

shoe | January 9, 2010 - 12:19

Intrestingly, you have chosen my more um.. experimental poem, but I still like it, so I am glad you do too, :~}

Keiko Shizuru | January 9, 2010 - 21:57

I like it very much indeed! You have written a masterpiece, of something so common as looking old photographs ,that bring hurtful memories.

keiko