There are few things so inspirational
As my morning caffeine and constitutional
Pushing chlorinated water or pavement behind
Puts a golden charge straight into my mind
That talk to text feature is my salvation
To throw down verse while in motion
Write it down, oh yes I’d better
Before it gets eaten by the Forgetter
Yet every day, to my frustration
Responsibilities loom, to block expression
See, it turns out my family likes to live indoors
And not eat crumbs of old food off the floor
So it’s a race through the shower, off to work
Without a moment to hesitate or shirk
Work in temporary order, brief reprieve
Put more verse on paper before it leaves
If only the pager would give it a rest
I’d have the time to throw down my best
But I won’t be retiring for a decade or three
So this is how inspiration works for me
3/25/16
Categories:
forgetter, life, poetry, time, work,
Form: Couplet
My thoughts,my healer and believer
My thoughts, my salvation-my thoughts
My strength,my way forward
My thoughts, my success my internal life and encourager
My thoughts, my protector-my listener
My thoughts, my comfort zone and happiness
My thoughts, my life-my spirit and soul
My thoughts my forgiver-my love
My own;my dream and peace
I am me in you my forgetter
My pushing and believing
My thoughts myself, I am me in you
I am loved, cherished, respected and found
Am well known my thoughts-my thoughts
I survive in you my thoughts
I laugh, smile and free my thoughts
My thoughts
My thoughts.
Categories:
forgetter, character, courage, dedication, hope,
Form: I do not know?
being me not self centered
Caring and kind hoping to find
The best there is in human kind
Trying not to be judgmental
At the same time be conversational
Trying to see both sides as a one
Often conceded as soft hearted
Taken to the heart
Often known for a few tear jerker’s
Funny humors to the core
Less often a bore
Love to have around
To brake a frown
Always willing to lend a hand
Love giving not receiving
Patience in life’s everyday situations
Great listener ready to give good feed back
A survivor and a fighter
A forgiver not a forgetter
Strong minded protective when it comes
To the ones I love
To sum it all up I am just me myself and I
I love being my self
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Categories:
forgetter, life, love, me, self,
Form: ABC
I am a remember-er of times long ago
A forgetter of many things having just happened
In addition, I keep thinking that tomorrow is today
And yesterday is actually today.
Things that happened in my life long past
Seem as fresh as right now
At times I know that something
Having just happened will be forgotten
A short time from now.
I think to write things down
But forget what I was going to write about
Why bother though, cannot find paper anyway.
Wait! an idea has just popped into my head
Record what I want to remember on tape
Oh! Rats! now where did I put those batteries?
Perhaps its best I just give up
Surrender to the inevitable and not worry
About remembering today
And stick with remembering long ago yesterdays.
For that was a much easier, simpler time
And today, and tomorrow too
Are probably better off forgotten.
Ok! that decided! What was it I was trying to remember?
Categories:
forgetter, introspection, write, write,
Form: Imagism
Stopped at home just to pick it up
Whatever it was, the forgetter forgot
Instead, started rooting in desk drawers,
So old. Each treasure was boxed in original gold
The guilt went away as I put it all back.
Nineteen - twenty, and thirty, and forty, in fact,
In better condition than most of my crap
But who is it for? The owners are dead.
The sons and the daughters don't know what was said.
I'm guessing the place that it all wants to go
Is on to TV Land, to the Antiques Road Show!
Copyright ©2008 Karen M Feist-Berg
Categories:
forgetter, confusion, recovery from..., satire,
Form: Epitaph