Thursday, October 13, 2016

Since That Afternoon

so it's you that will stand on the balcony
your shadows made of tinsel
mouthing the words to the song;

glistening the melody
so that others who are listening
listen in on your dreams

unconscious they have mined
a seam of gold.
and will it be the window of rose

when I look out the child in you
longs to say.
or let it be silver, the light

flittering down like glitter snow
and you and I are in the dome
as if it were Christmas suddenly

so long as it's you,
your tinseled shadows appearing
banishing fear as though

you had been an angel
for a very long time
and not only since yesterday,

in the afternoon

mary angela douglas 13 october 2016