Not Forgotten

 

I thought I had forgotten

what with spring came back to me

Words un-uttered thoughts we stirred

of the way things use to be

 

I remember the dark door

where we hid from all the rain

A dry respite from the storm

safe in arms I'd felt no pain

 

I went back to the small doorway

where happily our loves had played

My heart ached for what could have been

if behind that door we had stayed

 

With wild, spring, rain and thunder

something wondrous comes this way

Your eyes had said more that night

than your lips could ever say

 

Author's Note

Sometimes the thoughts of the mind take me back to times that seem like yesterday. However the day has set on those times and the new day risen on better ones.
This is a poem set to a 7 syllable count in the meter. It has a simple A.B.C.B. rhyme scheme. The 2nd line of each quatrain rhymes with the 4th.

Reviews

[Robbie~xoxo~]

WOW Tater Tot... This has left me breathless!
I am truly surprised by the passion in your words! OH MY! :D
Now this is worth reading over and over again, it makes the heart race...such palpable yearning etched between the lines...Lovely write!~xoxo~:)

[Tate Morgan]

Truly this is as good as my romantic heart can get

[Barbz]

Why is someone else using my pic? Barbz......not my review

[Tate Morgan]

Your humor is showing today barbz

[Barbz]

Sorry about this Tate, I wasn't trying to be humorous, merely curious. I went to this site to read this work last nite and tried to review it , but wasn't able. I scrolled down and saw my pic and a review.....however their was a different name under my pic with a review that I didn't write. I see that it's gone this morn....some sort of a snag, I assume........Barbz

[Barbz]

Just noticed, it was LadyAnn68....her pic is on it now. Glitch! Not a problem...

[Tate Morgan]

we do have gliches here like that

[Millionth Muse]

They say the eyes are the windows to what is truly inside of us, and you have certainly accented this aptly. I love the way that you sort of opposed things of power (like rain and storms) with soft things like a woman's eyes and lips. A couple suggestions...perhaps only use the word "small" once, as you used it once in the second and again in the third stanza. Also, in the first stanza, the line "What with spring came back to me." sort of stumped me a little. Other than that, I really liked the way that this piece made me "feel", which is one of the most important things in poetry. Very touching.

[Bette]

beautiful.

[Star Wolf]

Beautiful love poem with a touch of sadness.

[Havatara]

Like the last one of yours I read, I loved this and I could feel the emotions you put behind your words. Very well done.

[just rose.]

This poem has much depth within very careful, well-composed stanzas.

[The Analog Kid]

Nice imagery of Spring. Also the symbolic doorway--the choices we make. The eyes are all-telling. What could have been...one of my favorite universal themes!

Pat

[An owl on the moon]

What a profoundly moving memory... taking us into what was... and what could have been... So full of emotion and depth of insight. Beautiful write...

[MusicJunkie66]

totally excellent, I loved it =D

[E.J. Wallace]

This is a very nice poem that I can relate to. Great use of imagery and rhyme.

[Samuel Dickens]

As this shows, you are quite the romantic, Tate. I could visualize the doorway where once there was ecstacy, now just an empty space.