I wanted to tell you something,
but now, I can’t remember
the meaning of the words,
or the disposition
of the mind behind them.
Did something distract me
from getting them out
there and then?
Lord knows, I can be flighty.
Was it the look in your eyes
that held my tongue,
as if my words were serpents
and you just stood there,
terrified.
Perhaps it was my own mind
that played my fears against me,
warning me that words
would be caustic in this moment.
Was it something from within me
that sewed my lips shut,
so that I would not speak?
Cautious care?
Cowardly fear?
Simple avoidance?
Doesn’t matter much now,
the moment is long past,
and you have moved along
without the benefit,
or burden of my council.
I wish I could remember
what they were.
Part of me believes
they were important.
at least,
they were to me.
But if that were true,
then why would I forget them?
Could it be that they are still there?
Lost down some forgotten
memory hole?
If they come back to me
in time,
would I get a chance to tell you?
If I did,
would I speak,
or would I remember
in that moment
why
I never said them
in the first place?
I think I remember, now.
Yes, I have them.
There you are.
Inhale.
Mouth opens.
DJR – 2023
Your talent is to be held by me I could only wish to be so talented! Good riding my friend
Thank you for your kind words.
Can I post some of the things that you write? I don’t want to infringe upon your talent but I have no talent and a need to put things on my site.
Sir, I am wondering if it would be all right to post your you’re excellent writings to my post. You see I have much to say and I can’t get words out, at least to where they’d make sense and I would like my sight to be something that people would want to come to and enjoy! Man I know there’s a whole lot out there who would enjoy yours let me know what you think thank you sir
I would prefer my work not to be re-published. Thank you for asking.
Thank you sir, I will continue reading your post though they do make so much sense to me I thank you for them