In Memory
She mourned him,
his death was sudden.
It was not anticipated
nor expected so soon
let alone at all.
He died tragically
by critical acclaim.
She clung to his headstone
willing him to come to life
wanting and needing him back.
For she loved her muse
and what he stood for,
the spark of life felt inside
when she would write.
A mist arose from the grave,
he was seen to not be forgotten
an imprint left in memory
to use as seen fit
when it pleased her.
He would not rest in peace
and so his spirit
continued to haunt her
in her distress she smiled.
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Copyright © Sharon Riggio | Year Posted 2017
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