Tag Archives: Forgotten Poetry

Forgotten Poetry: Dreams Of An Unborn Child

This forgotten poem is from sometime between 2003 – 2007. The meaning is likely having to do with my choice having been made from an early age that I preferred the idea of adopting a child over having a biological one. That said, these poems always have open interpretations.


Dreams Of An Unborn Child

Oh little flower of Eden
Out of reach for all who be
Be picked for creation
For all the earth to see


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

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I Lost My Mind – A Poem

A forgotten poem from 2000 – 2007. This one is pretty weird and a fun thought experiment. I have no idea what the inspiration was or how to interpret the descriptions. I hope those reading it enjoy this one as much as I did when I rediscovered it.


I Lost My Mind

Once upon a time I lost my mind
The chase led me to an open field
Filled with flowers towering over head
With balloon dogs chasing bubbles
Floating gently above a restless creek
Stocked with bathing rainbow fish
And cellophane men came tumbling down
Crashing apart as they hit the ground
Leaving me to search this awful place
As the skies caressed the clouds
And drops of silver rain did fall
And filled the stream with horrid screams
That led my troubled mind back home
To bed for normal, happy dreams


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

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3000 Miles – A Poem

Another forgotten poem – this one seems to be about a high school crush? Maybe? I recognize that those following my writing may be sick of seeing these. I will be trying to mix this up more.

I don’t remember the context of this poem. While going through this folder of old poems this one stuck out to Jacob – potentially because it meant something to him when he read it. Maybe it will mean something to you too.

Going through long distances relationships that don’t work out is hard. As we grew up we both experienced this and perhaps that’s the chord it hit.


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3000 Miles

I don’t know what else to say
You’re over 3000 miles away
A heart can stretch great distance yet
A heart can get lonely, like anyone gets

A simple crush, then turned down hope
Nothing settles you, I’ll have to cope
You’ll never have to hear from me again
I’ll disappear because I love you, my friend

This betrayal is tearing me apart
At least I was honest, but then again you aren’t
I hear things about you from other people
The lies I’ve heard make me scream

I don’t understand everything that’s happening
All I know is that I love you
And I’ve given up on everyone and everything
Good bye, take care, I love you

That’s all you need to hear.


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

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Three Forgotten Poems On Life

Three more forgotten poems to share from 2000 – 2005. Please let me know if you enjoy these and which ones you enjoy most and if you have any interesting interpretations.


Black And White

Life is not in Black and White
Just many shades of Grey
Seasons change with every sun
Life is just that way


A Cold Sunday Morning

Lofty fellow in lofty bed
He slept so well, himself, he said
Then looking back beneath the sheets
His body remained; he claimed, “it cheats.”


Nature

The most beautiful sound
Rustle of leaves
Blue sky above
Twitter of birds;
Behold all one ever needs


Thank you for taking the time to read these today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

If you’d like to see more of my forgotten poetry, please like, comment, and/or share this post. It helps me know what content my readers are most interested in seeing, so I can better know what to share here.