wait for Wendy
~ for J.M. Barrie ~
I’ll wait …
you know I will -
I’ll wait for you … here …
but not a single instant longer than forever
I’ll ply the puffy sky for the
breath of you
(for that world would be the death of you)
pixie dust trailing like fine ribbons
satin pink to tie your hair
the flaxen strands
so often fell between our kisses
my wistful miss is the
moon and the sun and the sea!
beg, come back to me
or this wondrous place will turn ice
no more paradise -
no more mermaids or Lilies or Tink
just think of the calamity!
empty house, empty tree, empty hearts
fits and starts -
and no mother for The Boys
no crowing noise
just chill pirates, the Jolly Roger
and a hooky ol’ codger
with a tick-tock tail and his
vengeance for a sail -
he needs a hand, after all …
oh return, you must, with a bit of magic dust
and a tall tale or more -
maybe two … or fifty-four
“Home Sweet Home” upon the door …
just point to the morning, on
two stars to starboard
(never larboard)
and find your home … your boy … your me
your Pan …
for I’ll be here
with the wind ‘neath my heels
fairy dust in my hair
and your taste -
like marzipan on my lips …
yes … I’ll wait
but leave your window open
all the same
just …
in case.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, June 29, 2024
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