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Forced Amnesia

The memories of her that hurt the most are always good, not bad; they ambush when I'm less engrossed. Recalling happy times we had is guaranteed to change my mood to sad. Her birthday will be very soon and I shall play no part - another year, the same old tune: my smile will not betray my heart is aching that we live apart. So she will never hear how much I scream inside. But does she ever shed a tear? If so, she'd quickly override regrets - or guilt for tears I've cried. written 8th March for Emile's English Quintain contest

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 4/21/2022 10:36:00 AM

I if I can recall Jack , you wrote of her last year, perhaps I'm wrong excuse me if I am. I can understand your restless heart and your tears, she was a beautiful human being in every way possible. A touching poem dear friend. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 4/6/2022 9:19:00 AM

The emotions of a love lost which you captured so well in this poem. Hugs my friend. love phyl

Meghan Hutchings

Date: 3/17/2022 11:04:00 AM

Congratulations, Jack! Your poem is hauntingly beautiful and makes me want to hug you! I believe this pain is very relatable to many of us, and you have done a superb job of creating a brilliant poem to capture the very essence of deep feelings experienced through separation and lost love. Well done! Much love...Meghan

Emile Pinet

Date: 3/17/2022 9:19:00 AM

Congratulations Jack! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest, due to the technical demands of this form it was a difficult contest to both enter and judge, very well done my friend, Emile.

Harry Horsman

Date: 3/15/2022 8:19:00 PM

This is so sad, Jack, and you bring out the emotion so well, Keep safe, my friend.

Judy Ball

Date: 3/15/2022 2:11:00 AM

Beautifully written and well described with great emoti9on. Well done Jack. God Bless, JB

Joe Maverick

Date: 3/13/2022 3:36:00 AM

Lol..)) I feel quite like this recalling the Times I never knew (freedom was being eyed) As an object to be; to humanity denied, Jack ' The way people have just followed the Piper pied, its all in black, the white they Cried ' no coloured vision of enduring bars.' The rights were wrong, the nights so long The false dawns continued to roll out strong.'

Heidi Sands

Date: 3/9/2022 11:45:00 AM

Well written Jack. I can feel it. Take care :)

Janice Canerdy

Date: 3/8/2022 8:00:00 PM

Excellent, moving nostalgic piece, Jack. Janice

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/8/2022 2:36:00 PM

Emotive and expressive one that you have penned for the contest. Reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Your visits to my page were delightful. Sara