Forgotten

Forgotten

Even now, the seas swell farewell,
Once certain migrations bid adieu,
Smiling sunrise, once filled with love, now blisters to ash,
From my vantage point, perched
On a boulder above the past, I see the Earth melt in the sky,
Reminded of changes seen before,
Wishing only, that I could see you smile again, in fields of plenty,
Untouched by life’s cruel past.
Forgiveness bears weight no more,
Words that carried heartache and hope, now drift upward,
Like tendrils of smoke, uniting  with clouds that comfort stars,
Lost in time…….. The ball, sent bouncing by a little boy, fades in the distance,
With no chance of return. 
Higher ground, once sought as a refuge from the storm, does not exist.
Answers, plotted with furrowed brow, remember not their maker,
Remember not,
                    Their maker
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Roberts Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 8:40 PM
beautifully depicted poem, and thank you for your kind words
Strand Avatar
March 30, 2010 at 11:24 PM
Thank you for your welcome blog comments today Jim.Rgds Brian
Shango Avatar
March 30, 2010 at 7:03 AM
Prophetic the lament of the great one, truth is the sunshine of the soul. I am still busy in the world of prose, but you hold the fort for all of us in your superb creativity. One love
Haick Avatar
March 29, 2010 at 6:30 PM
Perfect imagery, Jamsey..Forgiveness is a blessing for all concerned. Definitely goes to my favs. today...Peace, love, Audrey
Richards Avatar
March 29, 2010 at 6:13 PM
Wow, James, this one blows me away. The weight of forgiveness, that drifts like tendrils of smoke....this poem is heartwrenching, beautiful, sad, and tender...all rolled in together... What a wonderful piece. "Remember not their maker" well said. Love, Carrie
Kendrick Avatar
March 29, 2010 at 4:38 PM
Interesting write. One that I could go several different ways in interpertating. Sara
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