Luella May Poland 1907-1922
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Poem 13
From the anthology Voices From Mt. Olive Cemetery, a work in progress.
Luella May Poland
1907-1922
The ocean sings my sad refrain.
Sings as the lapsing afternoon
Turns to twinkling twililight.
It sings the polyphonic notes and harmonies
Of a life at once wondrous and magical
And then tragic.
The soft but harsh music of ebb and flow
Of loving, living and then, simply dying.
It sings masterfully the pleasing chords
Of desire and curiosity and fantasy.
It sings the distant aloof music
Of forgotten memories in the gloaming sundown,
Of lost minutes in the stunning shadows,
With the only boy I ever kissed,
The only boy whose trembling touch I allowed
Upon the small of my back,
There in the caressing shade of infinite arousal
There in the absconding darkness of thrilling intimacy!
Indeed, the ocean sings my sad refrain.
It sings now and forever.
It sings the soft music of the stars.
The magical wondrous harmonies
Of ebb and flow,
Of wind and time and space.
It is finished.
Copyright © Stark Hunter | Year Posted 2016
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