When I thought about it
there was no memory of your name
being slipped to me.
Just the taste of it on my tongue
and a certainty for the syllables
chanted into my pillowcase
when my head found home
and I wished you there.
I had to delay getting across to the pub tonight, as I was taking part in another poetry event with some local poets from my neck of the woods. It was done through Zoom and streamed live to Facebook (not without hiccups). I’ve included the link below for anyone interested. It might be fun to try and set up a dVerse zoom night perhaps? I start reading around the 51 minute mark, however the video is a bit choppy and my inability to listen to myself without cringing, means I’m not 100% on what the audio is like.
Carol J Forrester 
Names are like magic words. Love this, Carol, and thanks for sharing the open mic. I like the idea of a dVerse zoom night perhaps.
It think it would be a really fun idea, especially as so many of us would almost never get to meet in person.
Unless we organise a UK (or Eropean) dVerse poets get-together when the pandemic is well and truly over.
That’s an idea.
This speaks to me of such a yearning. The reading is great too Carol!
Thank you Linda.
I love the thought of names have a taste… this is so full of longing.
Thank you Bjorn. Would you be up for a dverse zoom night? I’d love to hear you reading some of your poems.
I have thought about doing something… we do have an open link night that I am hosting right before summer’s break… I might use facebook live instead since we already have a page.
That could be interesting.
I like the idea of forgetting the name but not the taste.
interesting idea
The yearning is palpable here! I love the idea of a dVerse Zoom night 😀
Wow this is sooo good
Happy Monday
much ❧✿❧ love
Ah, that time when our head hits the pillow and the names slip through the veil of our mind.
Lovely, Carol. Original and flavorful. I can taste those syllables on your tongue.
You captured the feeling of wanting to remember someone met briefly but I found enchanted by the short introduction. Enjoyed this.
There’s something very sensual about the name having a taste, and your use of the word “slipped” makes it feel almost clandestine.
A poetry zoom might be fun!
This is sooo sweet and lovely, and tough longing, oh that heart does beat sometimes doesn’t she? ☺️