Forget Me Not

Gazing at flowery constellations
clustered around the silver birch
by the back gate, friends and relations
come to mind in a surge of blue.
I don’t need to search
myself, my heart or mind for embers
of memories. I remember you,
and wonder who will think of me,
perhaps standing beneath a tree,
ankle-deep in azure forget-me-nots
blinking here on Earth, while I
twinkle above them in a star-filled sky.

Kim M. Russell, 29th April 2024

It’s the last day of April, at the dVerse Poets Pub it’s Tuesday Poetics with Punam, and today we are writing poems about self.

She has shared lines from an old favourite of mine, ‘Love after Love’ by Derek Walcot, an extract from ‘Invictus’ by William Ernest Henley, and further lines from Melody Gotfred and WB Yeats.

For today’s Poetics prompt, Punam challenges us, after a whole month of NaPoWriMo and writing for others, to write for and about ourselves: self-love, self-doubt, self-scrutiny, self-healing, whatever we feel comfortable with sharing.

41 thoughts on “Forget Me Not”

  2. It is that time of the spring season and I do see them twinkling blue in the garden. Love those flowery constellations and your ending lines, a sense of perspective: 

    blinking here on Earth, while I
    twinkle above them in a star-filled sky.

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  5. Just visited a friend’s garden in Hertfordshire this moring, and saw such forget-me-nots – we were taling also about legacy, and who would clebrate our uniqueness when we were gone-to-the-stars …

    These things need to be expressed, with kindness and gentleness. These thoughts need to be wondered. Thank you for doing this with such sweetness and openness. May your words continue to cheer, and to buoy us up, Kim!

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    1. Thank you so much! I love seeing forget-me-nots, bluebells, all the typically English flowers. I recently sowed wild meadow flowers in the garden, around the silver birch and in several other places, and can’t wait for them to come up! Maybe the garden is my legacy.

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  14. ”ankle-deep in azure forget-me-nots
    blinking here on Earth, while I
    twinkle above them in a star-filled sky.”

    I especially love those last three lines and how they wrap you into everything, flowers and stars. And we both included constellations in our poems.☺️

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