All the words that speak for beauty
are your names
In dreams you live
In lives you deem fit
you appear
You graced me once
Changed forever
Memory is where I find you
I see your face
I hear your voice
In memory still living
I see your face
I hear your voice
In memory
Showing posts with label names. Show all posts
Showing posts with label names. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 7, 2017
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Friday, January 9, 2015
An Exercise In Memory
I feel bad every time I see the young woman
at the burrito place by my work
because I always forget her name. It's not her
fault. Today I asked her again.
Madison is her name. She's quite pretty
and nice, at least as far as I know.
Walking down the street to see a band
this evening a young woman said hello
and asked if I was going to see one
of the bands. I told her I was.
She introduced herself as Carrie, though,
that might not be how she spells her name.
I chuckled on the inside when she wasted
no time in telling me she had a boyfriend.
I felt like telling her I have a girlfriend
but decided against it.
Once inside, and in-between bands,
I ran into a former co-worker. It took me
a few moments to remember his name
when he came up to me, but I remembered
his name: Jeff. He looked quite different
than the last time I saw him. His hair was long
and he sported a beard. A nice enough fellow
to have seen once more.
I walked over to the counter to buy myself
a drink, a diet soda, and told the heavily tattooed
woman I was digging the venue. We introduced
ourselves. Her name is Robin.
There is no point to any of this. I just wanted
try and put some effort
into remembering a few
names for once.
at the burrito place by my work
because I always forget her name. It's not her
fault. Today I asked her again.
Madison is her name. She's quite pretty
and nice, at least as far as I know.
Walking down the street to see a band
this evening a young woman said hello
and asked if I was going to see one
of the bands. I told her I was.
She introduced herself as Carrie, though,
that might not be how she spells her name.
I chuckled on the inside when she wasted
no time in telling me she had a boyfriend.
I felt like telling her I have a girlfriend
but decided against it.
Once inside, and in-between bands,
I ran into a former co-worker. It took me
a few moments to remember his name
when he came up to me, but I remembered
his name: Jeff. He looked quite different
than the last time I saw him. His hair was long
and he sported a beard. A nice enough fellow
to have seen once more.
I walked over to the counter to buy myself
a drink, a diet soda, and told the heavily tattooed
woman I was digging the venue. We introduced
ourselves. Her name is Robin.
There is no point to any of this. I just wanted
try and put some effort
into remembering a few
names for once.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
10 Lines of Etc, etc...
1.) Loneliness tastes like white chalk.
2.) A perfect peace.
3.) Walking/waking into reality.
4.) Steady hand, fluttering heart.
5.) Character name: Ambrosio
6.) We are not good to each other much less ourselves.
7.) Violation vs. Annihilation
8.) The body slows twice as fast as the mind does.
9.) ...and they look like young girl
getting ready for sunshine on the beach.
One carries a baby in her arms.
10.) For a bartender in a neighborhood dive bar she is beautiful.
2.) A perfect peace.
3.) Walking/waking into reality.
4.) Steady hand, fluttering heart.
5.) Character name: Ambrosio
6.) We are not good to each other much less ourselves.
7.) Violation vs. Annihilation
8.) The body slows twice as fast as the mind does.
9.) ...and they look like young girl
getting ready for sunshine on the beach.
One carries a baby in her arms.
10.) For a bartender in a neighborhood dive bar she is beautiful.
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