By Charles Robert Lindholm
I never notice the cobwebs
in my mind
until my eyes are closed
and my soul is silent
being busy keeps me
from noticing the tiny things
the things forgotten
the things left undone
the memories
I’ve forgotten to forget
hidden in the background
still clinging to my soul
I should wipe them away
but I don’t
I ‘m not sure why?
I don’t know
so I guess
I ‘m waiting for the reason
perhaps they are reminders
of when
another time
in the distant past
reminders of another me
cobweb
memories
tangled and attached
to who I was
and who I am
now
reminders of yesterday
outlines of dreams
that hide in the shadows
cobwebs
that I can’t wipe away
Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
Ah… how many times have I been through this? Keeping myself busy, finding distractions from the things I don’t want to think about, only to finish the tasks and end up with a loud mind and quiet room to hear all the unwanted thoughts in. You have masterfully described that feeling of wanting to forget the things we have problems forgetting. Well written, my dear friend!
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Ahh, I’m glad this spoke to you! Your description is a perfect capture of the poem in prose – Bravo, Brandi!!
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You are too kind, my friend! Thank you!
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Thanks so much for that kind comment! Your comments always make my day! Even when I reread them. Ha!
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Haha!! You’re more than welcome, Chuck! Anytime!
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A very nice piece. Similar in nature to my own for sure. I imagine that, in the minds of many, cobwebs do conjure such images. Remnants of the past, a desire to forget, a need to remember, longing to move on while always haunted by what we can’t let go of…
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! You hit this right on the head – wanting to let go but not doing it! Glad it came through!
Chuck
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Hi Collin, So glad You liked this. Yes that is a line I really like too. Well, Sir You are an expert in poetry compare to me. Ha! Thanks for coming by. So nice to meet a new friend!
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Sorry, Charles, I didn’t see your reply earlier. Well, I’m merely a novice learning from great inspirators like yourself. Truly, the pleasure is mine!
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“the memories / I’ve forgotten to forget” — this speaks volume indeed. I also like how the latter stanzas are condensed into a ritardando, slowing us down to draw us into your epiphany. Brilliant.
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