Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging
I may remember him!

Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant
My great travail so gladly spent
Forget not yet.

Forget not yet when first began
The weary life ye knew, since whan
The suit, the service, none tell can,
Forget not yet.

Forget not yet the great assays,
The cruel wrongs, the scornful ways,
The painful patience in denays
Forget not yet.

Forget not yet, forget not this,
How long ago hath been, and is,
The mind that never means amiss;
Forget not yet.

Forget not yet thine own approved,
The which so long hath thee so loved,
Whose steadfast faith yet never moved,
Forget not this.

Old woman rises from her slumber
Earlier than the sun
Sleep; an infrequent visitor in her world

She feels the burden of her world, heavy in her bones
Gently brushing a strand of silvery gray out of her eyes
She labors to unsteady feet

Slowly she makes her way to her window
To watch the moon shimmer upon the lake
She sees Them gently fluttering, awaiting the sunrise

Calling to her, beckoning her to join them
She pulls her robe tight about her, making her way outside along the shore
They are waiting for her there: The Otherkin

No cold wind does she feel,
Aches and pains forgotten
She sits upon the damp grass as they dance for her

They land softly upon gnarled hands
Beauty and age in stark contrast
They whisper to her , beckoning her to join them

She closes her eyes and flies with them
Over miles, years, time, space
Their music fills her heart and soul; she smiles

Once more she is with him; love of her life
From oh so long ago
Their music fills her heart and soul

Tonight she joins Them
The pain and fetters of age fall from her
She is young again; she is with him

The sun rises casting its yellow glow
Upon the lifeless figure of an old woman
Morning breeze gently lifting her silver strands

Peeking from a rosebud nearby
They sing; hand in hand
Together again

The last time my mother visited Cuba
she found a car and driver to take her
to the province of Las Villas, seven
hours from Havana, and on the way
it started to rain, and the driver, a young
man kept telling her to relax, that this
was the way it always rained in Cuba
this time of year, and she kept telling
him she wasnt a tourist, that shed been
born here, and the driver drove on
in the wolf-mouth-dark of the road,
insects and sleet rain crossing the head
lights, and my mother couldnt relax,
and when it started to hail, fists pounding
on the hood of the automobile, she
panicked, prayed to the point she spooked
the young driver into stopping by
the side of the road, if only until the hail
storm stopped, of only until her heart
settled and she began to recognize
that what was pounding the car wasnt
ice balls, but her memories falling back,
her life welcoming her where she belongs.

While lying in the ruins of past
i often road to my destination behold.
On its grassy surface i view
strewn like morning dew,
my dreams growing old

Beneath the white tufts of clouds
crossing the vast blue sky
while lying in these ruins
i've seen,seasons come and go by.
On a misty morning
my road often disappears
and when autumn leaves are falling
a desolate look it bears
but again it's hung with fragrant flowers
when joy comes down in careless showers.

I long to walk that road
which I've long seen
wet and dry
but to leave these ruins
I'm not very keen
one may wonder why

What lies in these ruins
that doesn't lets me leave
may be its the mellow melancholy
which some memories weave
or it's isolation
where no one hears my sighs
or may be the darkness
which lets me escape
even my own eyes

But now on this dawn
when my path lies
glittering in the sun
I decide,to these ruins
someother day i shall return
I may return someday to relish
delectable memories of the past
but today i move out to cherish
my dreams,for they may not forever last

Something I would have never noticed
If it wasn't for all of those lies
I wasn't prepared to leave the limelight
Of the murky depths in your eyes

Though times have changed
We don't know each other anymore
I will never forget the time
You tried to throw my heart on the floor

I know that I turned you away first
But that was my only shield
I didn't want to face the dangers of love
Although later, I didn't yield

Though I almost forgot those days
I'm a different person now
In those days you had me in a maze
When I look back I wonder, how?

Wedding Poems