ELIZABETH ANN
I remember when we came here
To this park and lake
And strolled and talked all afternoon.
Don’t let me cry too soon,
For tears dissolve all sense,
Wash everything with pain,
Like mist that hides the mirror of the lake,
A dense and heavy fog set on the heart.
But then...where can I start?
The cocktails of cocaine,
The morphine’s dulling strain:
White melody, sharp tune
Played on her screaming bones?
I need to speak in stones:
To drop each solid word
Into the past: dark pool
Where now she lies deep down
And lost, dropped out of time.
Now I hear no sound,
And search the ripples for
An image I can take
To live with on this shore.
I drop these stones into that silent lake.
Bionote
Two novels published November 2014: "All In, All Out" & "A Case of Love and Squalor". "The Lady and the Wolf" to be published February 1st, 2015.
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