'Out of the cradle, endlessly rocking...'

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

another revised poem...

Anniversary


Laughing I grasp familiar grief
as you hold fast; to laugh with me
you hold fast so a rustling leaf
won't frighten us along this road.
You intimate the light I'd see
as in an image far too brief,
reflected in a mirrored sea.
So long ago, see stars explode -
laughing I hope to find us free
to love even as all comes to grief.

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