When We Knew

(a Lipogram)

The moment you
no longer thought
of me, no longer
sought from me
one ounce worth
green, or blue
we knew
we were gone.

These lost
elements of me,
some lone crumb
of you, now unseen.
Gone. Went. Been.
No
thought for
whenwherewhy,
you went rogue
for one
moment,
cost us sun, moon
sky.

 

 

A “Lipogram” is simply a poem that completely avoids the use of one or more letters. This one is called a “Beautiful Outlaw,” a Lipogram avoiding all of the letters in a name.
Conjuring a villain from my past, we can subtitle this poem Avoiding “David.” 

 

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