my mistakes are all you remember
my mistakes are why you're gone
my mistakes are all i am
but my love for you was never wrong.
no matter when said or when done,
my love for you was true.
regret is the only feeling i possess
i regret that i didn't do more
regret that i didn't hold you closer
......
Through the thick mist,
I look down upon the grassy lands,
It is remorseful when I see-
the broken silver needle, on the stone slab.
Who left it behind, or did someone present it?
was it a gift or a memoir for the soul around it?
But maybe it was neither,
maybe- it was the stone that crafted it,
as a closer look sights me the rough cuts,
the many failed thin rods, stacked to the side.
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The Effects of Memory
by Michael R. Burch
A black ringlet curls to lie
at the nape of her neck,
glistening with sweat
in the evaporate moonlight ...
This is what I remember
now that I cannot forget.
......
I’m looking out the window of this darkened room
I can’t see far
I only see trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; what else can I do?
A sudden fog appears
Outside the window of this darkened room
Covering all the
Trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; that’s all I can do
......
Through the thick mist,
I look down upon the grassy lands,
It is remorseful when I see-
the broken silver needle, on the stone slab.
Who left it behind, or did someone present it?
was it a gift or a memoir for the soul around it?
But maybe it was neither,
maybe- it was the stone that crafted it,
as a closer look sights me the rough cuts,
the many failed thin rods, stacked to the side.
......
I’m looking out the window of this darkened room
I can’t see far
I only see trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; what else can I do?
A sudden fog appears
Outside the window of this darkened room
Covering all the
Trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; that’s all I can do
......
Today, I braced myself to get through,
Waiting for two new cats to soothe—
Two lives to fill the empty space,
And calm the ache I can't erase.
As melodies played soft and clear,
I scrolled through my phone, drawing near.
In a glance, the world flew fast,
Like wind that blows and cannot last.
......
I will not grant that I yet remember thy scent,
Nor that thy smile once was bright as day.
I will not grant that I recall our first embrace,
The first kiss, the first confession.
I mind it all, but to speak it, I refuse.
Many have said:
"Thou dost seek in each new man the shade of him,"
And though it be true,
......
If I speak the truth,
Under the cold light of the moon,
I wish I had never met you.
You painted yourself a saint—
Sweet, devoted, promising the world.
But you were a thief,
Taking everything from me,
Leaving nothing but emptiness.
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