Sunday, March 30, 2008

a poem by me

Unforgotten

To be foreseen is different
From the shallow
Grave you lie in
You were never at the back
Of the class, end of the list
Unforgotten, despair took over
The tangled web you had
Constructed when rain
Came shelter was no
Friend to you now you
Dare to ask me of
All the betrayed to
Help unearth your
Now fragile once golden
Body and lead you to
A life I’ll show you how
To lead honestly
Move with passion and force
Gentle to a lasting touch
But what if for an
Instant my gaze is
Not upon you
Will this old dog continue
Ancient deadly tricks
Don’t touch me as I
Walk away from the
Grave you lie in
Leave your eyes open tight
The dirt might sting

Megan Elizabeth Brown
9/06

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