Forget the Alamo

..

and all those other things that happened in
Texas. This one small world is vast enough

for what I want to say. Forget the way she
smiled as you were leaving; her eyes are

lies no one has ever learned to tame. Forget
the loss, the brilliant bullied cost of wonder

-ing what else this moon might etch upon
her face. Forget the towers; the way they fell,

no Rapunzel hair to save them. Forget the
wars the cries the long and tangled dying and

the way the world keeps trying to save her
-self the wrong way. Forget the tears, the fears

the blood and sweat and stain. Forget the
fight. The flight is all that matters in the end.
 

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Prompted by Poetic Asides.Β 

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3 Responses to Forget the Alamo

  1. Shawna says:

    Hey! I’M from Texas. πŸ˜‰

    My father-in-law calls me the Yellow Rose of Texas every time he introduces me to anyone. It’s super adorable. Plus, I love yellow roses.

    1) I love this poem.
    2) I super-love this: “her eyes are lies no one has ever learned to tame” … That’s some of the best poetry I’ve ever read, ma’am.
    3) This is just … wow:
    “the loss, the brilliant bullied cost of wonder
    -ing what else this moon might etch upon
    her face. Forget the towers; the way they fell,
    no Rapunzel hair to save them. Forget the
    wars the cries the long and tangled dying and
    the way the world keeps trying to save her
    -self the wrong way.”
    4) And the way you ended with “flight,” which means different things, of course.

    You. are brilliant, missy.

  2. This is very philos0phical in that memory is always suspect anyway – always biased in some way, being based on perspective, after all. And this brings to mind the way memory can be painful sometimes – when it reminds us of loss. And yes, in the end what matter is the flight – if we were able to take a flight, how far, how long, how successful – away from all the memories.

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