That winter
Posted to Poetry
by bonepalaceballet on 2003-08-09 06:19:00
that winter
we walked
together
like zealots in our mutual holy land
and as the year brought
the chill air and frosty fingers
typical of her final season
we strode with purpose of circumstance
importance to match sacrifices of messiahs
while she gilded the ground around us with porcelain
crystalline snow flakes preserving roses into memory
holding the form of footfalls in the softened terra firma
to be analyzed in our days ahead
and we would mark our ages by those days
marking all that had preceded or would proceed
as before or after
in imitation of son of god
and lunar interpretation by fallen accumulation
made replicas of angels
like desert mirages made equal parts
sun and sand
thirst and hallucination
and zero degree wind chills
murmured the sounds of deity speaking
choirs of seraphim proclaiming adoration
with a Sinatra serenade
till the sunrise came
and all that remained
was the seal she had placed upon my lips
and the promise
of a threatening spring
