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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

Without Asking to Be Remembered #poetry (alt text)

I walked out into the morning
the light still uncertain among the branches
shadows lying across the ground
as though they were waiting for someone to notice
I followed the path where the leaves
had fallen long before I came
their silence spoke to me
not in words but in the way they rested
without asking to be remembered
& I thought of the voices
that once filled this air
the laughter that rose in the evenings
the questions that never found answers
all carried away like water
slipping through its own reflection
I kept walking and the river appeared
moving without hesitation
its surface breaking into a thousand mirrors
none of which stayed
I leaned down and touched it
but the moment was already gone
& the sound of it
continued as if nothing had happened
as if nothing ever could happen
except what was already passing
on the far bank the trees bent into the current
their roots tangled with stones
older than any memory
they did not resist
they leaned as though listening
to something I could not hear
& I wondered if silence itself
might be a kind of hearing
that outlasts the need for answers
I thought then of your hand in mine
how it fit without effort
the way a shadow fits the ground
and how it slipped away
not into absence
but into another form of presence
that follows me still
though I do not speak of it
when I stop walking it arrives
and when I move again
it goes on ahead
like the path itself
always leading somewhere
I cannot remain
the sky shifted
and the birds lifted out of the trees without warning
their wings making a sound
that might have been the air remembering itself
I looked up until they were gone
and the space they left behind
was filled with light
as though nothing had left at all
& I knew then
that the world had never been waiting for me
yet it carried me
as it carried everything
without choosing
without keeping
and that even as I turned back
the grass already rising in my footsteps
it would continue
without end
without forgetting
without needing a reason

Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/11/2025

Thank you so much for sharing, my friend! 🙏🏼 @shabs14.bsky.social

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 26/10/2025

Thank you so much for sharing! 🙏🏼🌿 @bypophoenix.bsky.social @jungamerican.bsky.social

Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/10/2025

Thank you so much for sharing, my friend!.. and for taking the time to read. 🙏🏼🌿 @jmadmart.bsky.social

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 19/09/2025

Thank you so much for sharing this, Pete! @petewriting.bsky.social

Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

Thank you so much for sharing, Susan! 🙏🏼 @sdcushing.bsky.social

Dark Lunch Studio 🎨 @darklunchstudio.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

I love your poems

Shiola @shiolasabra.bsky.social · 24/09/2025

❤️

OddlyMe @oddly-me.bsky.social · 02/10/2025

Beautiful...

PedroRockWriter @petewriting.bsky.social · 20/09/2025

Yes. Good. A bit nihilistic. Goid use of imagery and symbols like a thousand mirrors.

Amy Borgman @amyborgman.bsky.social · 18/09/2025

A masterpiece! 🌟🙏🏼💕