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Musings of a Messed Up Mind - 5. Look For Me Not

Just a poem

Look For Me Not

 

The trees won't remember my name,

Once I'm gone from this world.

Don't look for me by river or tranquil stream.

For there I'll not reside

No, for when my ashes have flown,

And the tears of lovers are dried.

See me in dark alleyways

Find me in lost souls' eyes.

 

- T. Landon

Thanks to Mr. AC Benus.. for checking things for me.
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There's a powerful downward motion to this poem. It you think about it, you start lofty, among the trees, then come down to earth and mention streams. But that external to internal motion continues until we are in an alleyway; until we are lost looking a boy's eyes.

 

I sum it up, because I'm not quite sure you realize how awesome this poem is. The journey of the heart is like that too - at least sometimes - from the lofty to the intimate, from the grandly abstract and detached to the stark reality of human to human contact. That's where beauty lives, imo.

 

I love this piece.

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On 09/30/2015 11:34 PM, Parker Owens said:

Okay, you have officially hooked me on your melancholy verses. You make me want to drown in desperately beautiful classical music. This is as beautiful as anything Schubert, Mendelssohn or Rachmaninoff ever wrote.

Hey Parker, thank you. In my head in the morning like they all are. It's like they flow out during the night...scrawled in my notebook on the way to work. It's a little longer than my usual stuff.. thanks again for your review.

 

tim

On 10/01/2015 12:22 AM, Headstall said:

In a word... eloquent. While there is an element of sadness, there is also a rightness in it. It's how you see yourself, and there's a sense of belonging you've carved for yourself in those dark alleys, and the temporarily lost souls who inhabit them. Stunning, my friend... Gary.

Gary, thank you. I was wondering what would remind people of me when I'm dead. The answer was there in my head the next morning. Thank your your support and your comments.

 

tim

On 10/01/2015 02:14 AM, Reader1810 said:

It is a melancholy tale as Parker noted, but it's also thought provoking and beautifully written.

The words ring true for everyone, I believe. Will any of us really be seen after we're gone and, if so, where?

Hi 1810! Thank you so much for you kind comments and for taking the time. This poem is answer to that question, I was asking myself that exact thing.

 

appreciate your time!!

 

tim

On 10/01/2015 05:28 AM, AC Benus said:

There's a powerful downward motion to this poem. It you think about it, you start lofty, among the trees, then come down to earth and mention streams. But that external to internal motion continues until we are in an alleyway; until we are lost looking a boy's eyes.

 

I sum it up, because I'm not quite sure you realize how awesome this poem is. The journey of the heart is like that too - at least sometimes - from the lofty to the intimate, from the grandly abstract and detached to the stark reality of human to human contact. That's where beauty lives, imo.

 

I love this piece.

AC, you see things I don't know if I ever will. I don't really understand where my poetry comes from, I have an idea and it's more that any of us. Your comments amaze me and I continue to appreciate your talent and your support of my writing.

 

thank you my friend

 

tim

On 10/01/2015 05:59 AM, dughlas said:

Melancholy ... eloquent ... powerful ... thought provoking ... awesome, these are words others have used what can I add? Simply know that I was moved beyond expression ...

Dugh, man thank you. You sitting here reading all these beautiful comments.. just bring tears to my eyes. I cant believe something that came out of me did that to any of you.

 

thank you, for your comments, reading and your support

 

tim

On 10/21/2016 11:41 AM, Arazon said:

I love how you master your words to capture so many things: pain, love, fear, wonder... I find it hard to review poetry sometimes but its such a beautifully unique form of expression. I appreciate you sharing.

This one is a fav of mine. It's a very good poem and that's not bragging. It is and they dont happen very often..thanks again for reading all these..

 

tim

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