lest we forget


the sky, in all its
broken blue glory, the moon
as she reflects
her own spill.

we forget our selves,
the ways we learned
to
…..(under)
stand, to fall and land
and forget
that we can
……………….fly.

we for
-get our why, the lyrics
to our own lost
songs. the ways our
wrongs stir
-shape us
into something new.

shall we
forget these chains, strain
ourselves instead toward un
-silence?

forget these scattered
days. we spare a dime
and bide our time
and then
forget to remember
where we put it.

give me something I can use,
love, some lighter side of self
a
-buse
a
ruse,
a
-muse,meant to inspire, breathe
fire. 

give me a noose
to hang the stars,
claim them back
as belt and bull
and bolt.

give me
just one breath;
some small and swollen
semblance of regret.

…………….(less),
……………………
we forget.

 

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Prompted by dVerse, and inspired by the poem, “How We Forget,” by Loyce Gayo. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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12 Responses to lest we forget

  1. Raivenne says:

    “we for
    -get our why, the lyrics
    to our own lost
    songs. the ways our
    wrongs stir
    -shape us
    into something new.”

    Learn the lesson even in our mistakes, good examples teach as much as horrible warnings.

  2. Grace says:

    I think for most, we have forgotten how to fly ~ Your line & word breaks are inspiring (to (under)/stand, a/buse, a/ruse, a/muse) ~ I specially like:

    we for
    -get our why, the lyrics
    to our own lost
    songs. the ways our
    wrongs stir
    -shape us
    into something new.

    Ending is lovely as well ~ Thanks for joining us De & wishing you happy week ~

  3. Oh, sigh……this was incredibly beautiful. So many gorgeous lines and thoughts……..”we forget….the lyrics to our own lost songs”, forget we can fly…….yes, let’s claim back the stars. LOVED this poem!!!!!

  4. GIVE ME EMOTION
    OR GIVE ME DEATH..

    honestly i feel it is that simple
    that is what is missing
    not only emotions
    heard
    BUT EMOTIONS
    EXPRESSED
    IN FULL
    BODY AND
    MIND EMOTIONAL
    AND SENSORY WAYS
    OF A REAL MOVING
    CONNECTING CREATIVE
    WAY OF LIVING DANCE..
    TOUCH.. FEEL..
    BE ALIVE
    BE FREE
    AS WIND
    AND AIR..
    BREEZE WE
    ARE WHO LIVE
    FREE AS WATER
    SOAKS AIR AS
    US WE
    BREATHE
    WE INSPIRE
    WE FEEL WE LIVE..
    TOGETHER AND NOT
    SEPARATED BY TEXT
    AND OTHER ONLINE STUFF
    IN ALL areas of dead-hearted
    communication so far
    away from
    the
    child
    who
    rea
    ches
    out to
    Mother’s
    Breast to
    connect to the
    milk of loving water’s LOVE..:)
    I couldn’t understand why GOD
    AKA NATURE POSSESSED ME
    TO DANCE NAKED IN FRONT
    OF THE WORLD AND KNOW
    I FINALLY FEEL
    THERE ARE
    NO WORDS
    IN FLESH
    AND BLOOD
    THAT WILL EVER
    MEET THE SKIN
    OF GOD
    AS
    US..
    FULL EXPRESSED
    AND FELT AS EVOLVING
    STILL TO BE FREE AS
    A WAVE OF SEA
    UNCLOTHED
    UNDIMINISHED
    UNTARNISHED
    BY CLOTHING
    US AWAY FROM ALIVE..:)
    And that’s a metaphor for
    more too.. than just dancing
    naked online.. smiles.. i’m kinda
    motivated and inspired today more
    than usual as these words are trailing
    all over today.. in telling TALING WAYS..:)

    SMILES..;)

    AND YES.. i’m totally mindfully aware
    and sober as a hawk circling the
    sun with no end
    or beginning….
    etc..;)

  5. This is just splendid you are indeed the master of excellent line-breaks and wordplay… but most of all— that noose, came as a true surprise.. excellent writing. So glad you joined this prompt.

  6. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    By far the most beautiful poem I have ever read……..!!!
    Bravo! 😀

  7. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Yes, it is a gorgeous piece, but like a rose, it comes to us fitted with barbs to get our attention. I do dig your audacious line breaks. I’m still experimenting with that in my own work. I like your line /a muse, meant to inspire/breathe fire/.

  8. Mary says:

    Giving me just one breath….yes, I like that. Beautiful work, De!

  9. Susan says:

    Brilliant! a-buse, muse, ruse …. and my favorite:
    “… the ways our
    wrongs stir
    -shape us
    into something new.”
    no less!

  10. This reads so beautifully with the internal rhyme and line breaks.
    The first stanza creates a wonderful visual….”the moon as she reflects her own spill”

  11. That noose is a surprise – but I like what you do with it! The triple AAA could be a call for help!

  12. M says:

    we breathe automatically, because if not, we would forget … ~

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