Looking Back by BJ Neblett

Looking Back
BJ Neblett
© 1967, 1970, 2013, 2014
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
                                                                F. Scott Fitzgerald
                                                                The Great Gatsby 
As one of my all time  favorite books concludes, I am again reminded of how desperately we sometimes cling to the past. And of how simple life can really be if we could only:
                                                                 Learn from the past
                                                                 Live for the present
                                                                 Look to the future.
                                                                           BJ Neblett
Enjoy these two poems from a different time, a different place and a (somewhat) different BJ.

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BJ Neblett

© 1967, 2013

I thought you said you loved me

When you asked me my name

I thought of how an hour from now

Would it still feel the same

But all that mattered was your laughter

It hid your last goodbye

Disguised as rain clouds in the air

And taught me how to cry

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BJ Neblett

© 1970, 2013

I wonder if you’ll ever think of me

Somewhere within your castle mind

Of crowded rooms

And sweeping halls

And ivory towers

And crumbling walls

That

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Through the caverns of time

You’ve set aside to live within

And the world

A microscopic toy to you

To play with as you will

Or destroy as you please