The Very First One (Poetry)
18th November 2024
It’s said that we all
remember the first
and perhaps most do
maybe odd for me
that it isn’t true
I recall the last
truly strange not to
when mere minutes past
still fresh in my mind
with each passing thought
wriggling keen as fish
aching to be caught
I of course obliged
whimsical as this
a light touch applied
But the first’s a blur
no clue when or where
never made a note
ringed the calendar
kept it to myself
I am lost for words
cannot name the verse
or its birthing day
(possibly the worst)
best forgot I’d say
remember the first
and perhaps most do
maybe odd for me
that it isn’t true
I recall the last
truly strange not to
when mere minutes past
still fresh in my mind
with each passing thought
wriggling keen as fish
aching to be caught
I of course obliged
whimsical as this
a light touch applied
But the first’s a blur
no clue when or where
never made a note
ringed the calendar
kept it to myself
I am lost for words
cannot name the verse
or its birthing day
(possibly the worst)
best forgot I’d say