How Well Will You Remember Me
How if at all, will you remember me
my love ..
And indeed, how cruel or well ..
What tastes
and scents and sounds of me, shall you
recall perchance ..
One whole year from now ..
And should
my touch so much as ever be recalled
mid any long
and likewise, dark or fretful nights of your
inevitable tomorrows ..
Then pray do think of me in fondest
terms only ..
Since all such things, were yours, my love
upon a time once ..
And oh’ so extraordinarily well and truly ..
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I am sure those fondest terms of remembering will always be there Neville.
Andy
Cheers Andy ............................................................ I sure hope so sir .. N 🙂
I remember when... I met a lass....!
oh no, not one in your 'I remember when' series of about 10 million Orchi. Argghh! lol.
My word, you appear to have imbibed in rather too much alter wine this fine mane Mr. O ........ N 🙂
So I did meet her/them?! I kept asking if I should meet her/them. lol.
An understandable plea from one whose warm heart needs that bit of something to combat aging - - The fine traits and the good times with others will surely leave marks coated with love and stored for remembering. Thank you dear Nev for wording what most of us question yet cannot express.........x
thank you dearly dear lady Fay .. tis absurdly good to know one is not on their own .............. 🙂 x
in one of my older scribbles
I remember writing
'I shall keep that promise
I broke, while at your side'
(or something like that)
and that's what essence you imbue
in these words, I think
a yearning
for us not, to become
yet another source
of hurt
to the ones, we once
loved, so earnestly
with all our heart...
(as-ever your subtlety
just drips between my defenceless cracks
and bleeds my bruises anew
staining my scars, a little darker
while reminding me of my fallibility
and reaffirming my choices
to become, that better me
I strive to find..)
simply beautiful honesty and bravery
being showcased in your poetry, dear empathetic Poet
........... Forsooth & by Saint George sir Mek .. how on earth can I thank thee for such liberal generosity ......................................................................................... Neville
Yes I wonder these things too, but it must be so if true love was involved.
Indeed I'm reminded of the time when I discovered that the young lady singing in a group i was playing with disclosed to me that she was the daughter of one of my old flames and had heard such wonderful stories about me as only a mother would share with her daughter. My head swelled - and I wrote poetry.
as far as I can recall, I have never yet been so fortunate and can fully appreciate how for a moment at least, you may have required a hat two or three sizes larger .... and ta for being so reassuring N 🙂
I know what I'll remember and it's not between the sheets!
A tip top poetic sailor, I even had the pleasure to meet. Sharing a love for a scruffy tail, carry our hearts for all to see!
Just saying..... that is..
Great work
that's the kind of memory one never wants to forget ............ cheers Dan me hearty ... N 🙂
Very forceful poem and I feel like this all the time. The feeling of being forgotten!
Thank you Rocky .. I understand completely .. I doubt we will be though .... well not completely, if you et my drift .. Its one of the main reasons I write .... Neville
I actually feel such feelings too as my mother died somewhat young. You shall be remembered fondly, I'm sure. Those around you that love you will be changed forever. Don't go anywhere soon, we're sure to miss your wonderful poetry!...C
Aww C ........................... I feel better already ........... what a lovely thing to post .... x
Neville,
Your caring, your good deeds, (🕯), your six poetry books, etc. will not allow for you to be forgotten … you’ll be remembered well and……….fondly! ☺️
Laura🌻
Oh' lordy lore my dear lady Laura .. I am honoured .. and far more than any mighty words this mere mortal might mouth mutter or make ................................................ You got me fondly ma'am .. 🙂 xx
Neville 🌻
I fear I know too well, so I dare not even ask -
but knowing the poet in you, you shall be remembered well
You are far too kind to this old fella SureshG my friend ................................ and I sure do thank you for it ..
............................................................................. Neville
Someone will without doubt. A family member, a friend, a colleague, admin, MPS poets for sure! Yes, don't go anywhere yet!
thank you kindly & oh' so very muchly for those heart-warming words Roz .. Neville 🙂
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