Monday, March 21, 2016

Bleak House

And so lonely passes the winter night
And Miss Barbary knows the truth
It is set with pink ribbon and regret
The documents of a faultless liaison
That secured a hostage but no fortune
A captive lost and still is ever here now
And when reality crawls from out of favour
Our secret rains fall and wash us away
We are become loss afloat on fading gleams
Above cold earth and railing and epitaph
Without a warm gratitude or remembrance
Yet the flickering of this unordered chaos
That rises and falls on time's wall
Falters briefly and tells a different story
Of great love that fluttered and collapsed