Thursday, August 21, 2008

friday five

It's been a while since I've posted, I thought I'd try my hand at one of the daily prompts I frequent.

gone

it is essential to my life
to get rid of the sour taste
you left behind, to become an
absent memory, i might
be able to take a catnap
if it weren't for the disagreeable
past i have to dream about.

5 comments:

poefusion said...

I am still reminded of my past from time to time through dreams. I wish there was a way to let it go without rehashing it all over again and again. If you find the secret, let me know. Well done. Have a nice night.

Tumblewords: said...

Sometimes the past becomes a bad present! Nice work!

paisley said...

well,, i have to say i am a dreamer,, not in the conscious world of course,, but i love me some dream time!!!!! i get to be with the people and in the situations i loved the most in my dreams.... i hope they are never gone.....

Anonymous said...

that is the best gone poem i've ever read.. blessings upon blessing of future sweet dreams absent the sour...

Cynthia said...

Wonderful! a layered short poem
I can surely relate to.