Donald Meikle Poet Light Verse

There and Then

There, down in the shadows, past that broken birch, before the deer path turns. 

Yes there, where the footing slippery sinks, in soft crushed princess pines. 

That's it, the peaceful place of dreams, sun speckled dust motes swirling 

As memories of twirling dancing dryads surround that old worn oak 

Back there and then and into when it all made maddened sense 

Yes that's the spot we heard her break into a trot to hurry home again 

I come back here just once a year and still remember when 

The tears fell and everything just went to hell in present bloody tense 

and at this stone I stood alone the butt of cosmic joke 

There, down in the shadows of the standing polished granites 

Yes, there, where the footing slippery sinks, in whispered princess pine

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