I Forget You

i left you
when you were high and dry
i didn’t offer my hand
or heart
just a crimson version of another time
tipsy with lust

i remember a wind
and a strange smokey sensation
like just before a bushfire
which swept over your brittle pains

the suitcase was open this morning
just for the memory
your letter
that fallen letter
there were cracks
spilled its tumbling self
upon my lap

I stood then
disintegrating the cradle
and once and for all
forgetting you

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  • Traceyisanozzy
    Traceyisanozzyover 4 years ago

    This has a great visual element Robert……you write so beautifully and so open…..and I think it goes really well with this amazing image

  • Thanks Tracey. Good idea. I added it…feeling the impact all over again… cheers

    – Robert Knapman

  • Bobby Dar
    Bobby Darover 4 years ago

    2 good with great words

  • Traceyisanozzy
    Traceyisanozzyover 4 years ago

    Looks great too!! Maybe add the image here too? In the blurb? They go so well together :)

  • Tried my best. Seems to be ok for now. Thanks heaps Tracey :)

    – Robert Knapman

  • Sybille Sterk
    Sybille Sterkover 4 years ago

    Fab poem. Love the image to go with it. too.

  • IzzyGumbo
    IzzyGumboover 4 years ago

    Wonderful write, wonderful image. :)

  • AngelaLegge
    AngelaLeggeover 4 years ago

    Robert, Great imagery, thanks for the read

  • butchart
    butchartover 4 years ago

    u always touch my heart…by offering a piece of yours…….. b

  • Ditto x

    – Robert Knapman

  • eoconnor
    eoconnorover 4 years ago

    wonderful write so poignant a gem !LIZ

  • adgray
    adgrayover 4 years ago

    It is as if you have said the world in a verse, the pain of love in a line
    your poetry is deeply poignant and at the same time blase
    like a swan gracefully effortless on the surface with feet going like crazy underneath!
    Thank you for gracing us with your words! ♥

  • Gosh…thank you adgray…what beautiful gifted words :))

    – Robert Knapman

  • BiographyofRed8
    BiographyofRed8over 4 years ago

    this has a raw-ness to it, full of pain, only the type of pain that comes from a great love

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