BABY

 

Vanished as if she had somewhere

to go and had to arrive without delay

 

How sudden her flight, how lithe her legs

winging arms, swift of  flex

 

Nowhere was dying

to greet her

 

 

She made her getaway with ease

 

weightless dancergrace

 

from place                           to space

 

Birds, kites, flying fans

could speed no better

 

 

But we slept—

that was the rub…

 

Baby called our bluff

 

NO –

 

Luxuria snatched her                           loathsome lust left us bereft

 

We ‘ll never know why

 

 

No worse, there is none  no worst, there is none

 

We keened by her side

 

WHY          WHY

 

we’d never know why

 

wailed       wheeled       in wildest woe

 

 

        ~~~

 

April is the lustfullest month      tulip month

she loves me, she loves me not

 

MONTH OF GRIEF

 

fickle handmaid to seed

 

defies its promise   toys with us

 

denies hereafter

 

defames our weather

 

 

Beware loss by stealth

Beware blanketing rain