If You Forget Me (for Rick)
Time
look
at the space between
heart and soul
where memories
are lodged
like driftwood
tossed here and there
on the sand
in the rip rap
that carefully-laid
thoroughly-planned
erosion barrier
find
the time we walked
along the waterfront
holding hands
smelling the salt air
tasting the fish and chips
hearing the ferry’s harsh horn
the colors and sounds of the city
here is the recording
of our words
set sail on the tidal currents
departing on schedule
see
hiding in the crook
of the sea-smoothed branch
the long road across country
all the small words
that passed between
you and I
they are soft
worn out by time
they are feathers
that drift up from the sand
and into the pewter sky
Pamela Olson 12/23/08
Monday Mural (image by CasallArt)
and Tuesday Title, “If you forget me”
at Poefusion
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