The Poems I Can't Recall. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Since March my mind has
played its tricks,
Made verses drift like clouds
from sticks.
I wrote them down, I sat them free,
Then watch them leave
my memory.

Yet on PoemHunter's shelves they'll steady stay,
And Facebook friends still see the way
My lines once carved through joy and ache,
A wake of light for me, and for others' sake.

Nature, love, the long-lost past,
Seasons fleeting, holding fast:
I gave them names and let them go,
Not to keep, but to bestow.

My name and doing, seventy five,
Stroke nor time could still my drive.
Forgetting poems? Maybe so,
But I taught the wind which way to blow.

So I'll keep on writing,
Let the words run fast.
If you'll help me hold them,
when I let them pass.
I bring the heart, you'll bring the recall,
Then together we'll remember them
Maybe one or all.