Pour me over the rocks again.
I'll seep down through the cracks
and disappear.
Spread myself thinly amongst the grit
and pool in tiny hollows
to leave a hint of what was.
My sediment will stay for a while,
'til the afternoon sun burns,
and i will fade away
like an early morn' dream.
Forgotten.
Really enjoy your work, Kath. Thanks for this - really excellent.
i like. xx
Philipos
Wed 2nd Feb 2011 10:55
Short but very sweet and meaningful I have to say x
excellent, kath.. this is really impressive stuff.. short but beauitfully told and the use of Forgotten by itself is well pitched..
I would consider sending this off to a few magazines
Absolutely exquisite!
I love how you used images of nature to describe these feelings...
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<Deleted User> (8943)
Mon 21st Mar 2011 22:14
Painfully poignant and I echo Andy, leaving "Forgotten" to stand alone is very powerful.