Dedication To A Woman I Never Knew

Long afternoon ago, cold-
the freezing kind.
Sleet builds neighborhoods
on stark slopes of snow.

You are there,
throwing our toast to winter visitors;
ice-sculpted Diana in a cranberry skirt,
spilling blood across the landscape-

You hang on the corner of my vision
like a tear.


Boomer said...

This is somehow so painfully sad...

deuddersun said...

Wow. Thank you. Can I copy it to "For those we Loved"?

Sums her up beautifully.


left something for you at my place

With Hammer And Tong...The LetterShaper said...

I am glad it pleases you...of course you may; my pleasure.

Enemy of the Republic said...

Hey, you know Deuddersun too! We got similar friends. And you are a fine poet. Thank you for visiting my page.

deuddersun said...

Hey EOR! Great site, isn't it?

Shoulda known I'd find you here, lol!