Remind Me

...just saying...

Remind Me

I’ve been down many roads,

dusty and unpaved,

but never like the one you

asked me to travel on.

I see you up ahead

but as I near

you fade

like every heart break,

like every foolish dream.

It’s not just the

barren emptiness,

the desolation of nothing,

it’s that once

all this was green

with all shades of colors;

life actually

was alive here

with springs of passion.

There was an address

with a door bell

and when rung

you would answer

with kissable smiles

and warm embraces.

But now you remind me

too of the blindness,

the hopelessness of love,

of never being able to say

“I’ve been wrong”

“I’m sorry”.

You just went away.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.27.16

Author's Note

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Reviews

[J Todd Underhill]

Well done RZ.. I liked this one... I hope this brings you honor my friend! https://soundcloud.com/user-557255780/cwu-09292016

[redzone]

thanks J Todd.... can't access soundcloud, will have to fix my account there to listen... glad you liked this poem, much appreciated

[J Todd Underhill]

No there was a problem and it got deleted midday yesterday, I shall repost today as well
Sorry soundcloud is weird

[J Todd Underhill]

Here is the new link https://soundcloud.com/user-557255780/coffee-with-underhill-09-29-2016-repost

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's devastating, not getting that acknowledgement that we "meant something" to someone. It's a difficult pill to swallow, but I truly believe its the angst of it all that gets us back on our feet.

"life actually
was alive here
with springs of passion. "

Such a lovely analogy, Curt!

[barleygirl]

This one really tugs at my heart . . . your message is so close to my life experience on so many levels, I can't even decide which heartbreak this reminds me of most of all. You have done an excellent job of pouring out your heart in an unmistakable way, such mournful words, such recognizable details, like the door that used to be always welcoming (so well described) . . . oh how much that hurts to think about now . . . I'm sorry that you've experienced this to such a degree, as only a true life experience could prompt a message this poignant. Even tho it's sad, it feels good to share this sorrow with you (((HUGS)))

[redzone]

thanks Margie... glad for your visit and such kind words, though to be honest sometimes I don't like what I see in the past mirrors of my life...

[barleygirl]

I am very conflicted to write about my past, as well. I did some good things & some adventurous things & I write mostly about those, but some day I want to muster the courage to show the ugly things I did, too. In one piece about the dog that changed my life (Barley) I admitted to beating her so severely that my hand swelled up (the rage inside from being raped thru-out my childhood). This dog taught me to get over this rage, but not before I was horrible to her. It's really hard to show those parts of ourselves, but it helps when there's been some redemption in the process *sigh* (((HUGS)))

[redzone]

and sometimes it is "only" in showing these parts that "redemption" is possible... it is conflicting and takes courage as you say...

[Lydia Shutter]

The heartbreak, isolation, and emptiness are intense here. The road is solitary...the heart now vacant. What once was.....and now isn't. Regrets loom large when we look back down that road and remember. Thing is, we often rewrite history. "Kissable smiles"....the ones we all want to see and the ones we remember most. Heavy sigh....this is such a sad one, Curt. Heartfelt emotions. Lydi**

[redzone]

just a pent up purge poem Lydi... had to write it to release it so I can look in the other direction, who knows what can lie ahead, we already know what was behind...

thanks for your kind words Lydi, I knew you would get it... have you read the poem I wrote for you yet.. a Friday night tease... lol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's a desolate road when the signs remind us of the chance for love we had, and how we threw it away by not saying we were sorry...i guess Aly McGraw was wrong in Love Story...love does mean having to say you're sorry.

effective write conveying strong emotion and regret.

j.

[redzone]

hey Jacob, glad to see you again... was headed over to your poetry, but let me say thanks for your visit and words on this poem... you know I never really liked that movie "Love Story", not only way too maudlin and campy, but that line your mentioned is just untrue... in our wanting to find or keep love we make many mistakes and to not say you are sorry for them and to change is like a big fuk you in the face... the thing with sorry I think is whether you actually mean it and learn from the mistakes made...

again thanks Jacob, glad you are back!!!

[Papaya]

This is very sad and if someone does not allow room for forgiveness and apology then that's very tough to accept but it's going to be their downfall ultimately. To err is human, as is to forgive and accept we are not perfect.

[redzone]

thanks Papaya Ana... in this case I desire no downfalls, thanks for your words in this poem... ultimately I think people can forgive most mistakes and errors...

nice of you to visit, it is appreciated and most welcomed..

[Papaya]

Yes. Most. I guess it just depends. Always happy to visit. :)

[redzone]

yep depends on the mistake and whether they are really sorry or just saying the words.. on whether they actually change or think "sorry" is a licence to continue to do it over and over... and also on the severity of the mistake as some things can not be forgiven...