memory does not fail
it is merely
selective
in the cliche dead-of-night
it remembers faces
if not names
it remembers scents
if not flavours
it remembers
it serves
and in serving, it
saves
no
no
that is
not
true
for in memory
there is hope
and promise
and the strength to live
the strength to love
beyond the names
what was your
name
and why
why
why
can i
not
remember
it
©s rogers 25 july 2010
You are a GREAT writer. 🙂
Tiff, I thank you — even though you are wrong 🙂
I thank you especially for reading and for taking the time to let me know you have.
One of my very favorites of yours. Did I say that about another one? Well, if I did, it was true at the time but then you wrote this and now it is. Love all of your beautiful poetry, Kitty.
dearest June, I thank you — it means so much to me that you read me and that you let me know you do… love and nuzzles always
I got a feeling of sadness from this one, the forgetfulness of Alzheimer’s was what came to mind.
Good write, and thought provoking.
thank you, Kately
this made me smile today. very witty 😀
i had to read it all over again to savor every line. 😀
thank you, Jayvie — i’m very glad it made you smile 🙂