THAT ONCE WE LOVED

 

THAT ONCE WE LOVED

Now they have laid to rest so negligently I think

The rose and the briar

And so thus it can be said

I no longer live

In the world that I desired

And gone is the lore of everything

They have banished in the name of whose dream

I cannot cannot glean

For lately I have heard in the wind

in tides of feeling never before

washed over the bridge that

The light we see from the stars

Is from the stars that long ago were dead

Or perhaps they live still

In storied song, in secret cherishing

in fingerpainted sighs I would have conjured

That they have dismissed as if children tardy to school

All the beloveds

That once we loved

That once we loved.

That still I adhere to.

mary angela douglas 12 august 2024