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Thursday, November 26, 2009

 

In the park at night

A bright full moon above the park
Illuminates the empty lawns.
A summer day awaits the lark
Who ushers in the blushing dawns.

The sky can boast a star-filled cast,
Their act eclipsed by lunar rays.
Phil would like the night to last,
But soon he'll feel the sun's fierce gaze.

Night provides a hiding place.
A spacious hood conceals his head.
He wears his shades to shield his face
From eyes that should be closed in bed.

It's wise to wear disguises here
And use a pair of well-trained eyes.
Avoid the source of noises where
The trees conceal the skilful spies,

And shrubberies where trouble brews
To spoil the tranquil summer breeze,
Like submarines with ruffled crews
Who'll pummel ships on calm blue seas.

He sits and waits as stray cats stroll
Down concrete paths on nightly jaunts.
He brought a rose that plays its role
With petal clothes it brightly flaunts.

Louise will soon receive the rose.
His fears will fade into the black.
He loves the way she leaves their woes
Exposed to joy's intense attack.

She's indisputably unique,
Unlike his friends in many ways.
She goes to plays that seem too bleak
For him to bear on happy days.

She reads a lot. She feels a need
To feed her mind with knowledge found
In academic books that lead
Their readers into fertile ground.

She's not impressed by his new car,
Though his blue Porsche has many charms.
She likes the slow cars that go far
On fuel that's grown on local farms.

Louise is nothing like his ex
Who skis while in her model pose
And never falls. Louise elects
To wear out-dated, dreary clothes.

Being seen with her would blight
The reputation he has gained.
He'd rather meet her late at night
Than have his hard-won image stained.

This is why he sits and waits.
Fears are fostered in his head.
The creaking sound of rusting gates
Creates a sense of doom and dread.

A figure dressed in black arrives
To test his fast-declining will.
Visions of new graves and knives
Inflate the fear defining Phil.

Dark sunglasses hide the eyes,
But still a smile lights up the face.
Louise arises from her guise
And falls into their warm embrace.

He wonders why she wore these clothes
And chose to blend in with the night.
He thought she'd use a look that shows
Their love to everyone in sight.

He thought she'd want to shout about
This man she met who stole her heart.
He tries to clear his mind of doubt
And treasure time until they part.






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