the healing muse

Volume 12, 2012

Elegy

Mary Beth O'Connor

Empty moon face, place holder
Void of possibility

Somebody wants to put a stake through you
To say, No!

Bag of darkness
Balloon that will not rise

Any number could batter against you
And you remain standing

Perpetual lone soul: No lover now
can add you to his collection

Oh my friend,
Grief is the stone the gull drops

From a terrible height
To shatter the shell and stun the heart

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