04-28-2016, 12:06 AM
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Pretty Boy
We sit together on a log
Looking across the reservoir
Admiring the autumn colors
Layered under the blue sky
Yellow, orange, brown and evergreen
Cast reflections serene
A quiet breeze sets the tone
for what would be our last afternoon
You’re more quiet than usual
While I get up to search for bones
Fisherman in their boat
Don’t pay us any note
A crow calls out overhead
His fortuitous cry piercing the silence
What was it you were thinking?
I now know with regret
I wish we had sat and held hands
and confessed our hearts’ discontent
Perhaps we could have saved ourselves from anguish
Perhaps we could have saved what was left
For that quiet afternoon this past October
was our last meeting as lovers
Pretty Boy
We sit together on a log
Looking across the reservoir
Admiring the autumn colors
Layered under the blue sky
Yellow, orange, brown and evergreen
Cast reflections serene
A quiet breeze sets the tone
for what would be our last afternoon
You’re more quiet than usual
While I get up to search for bones
Fisherman in their boat
Don’t pay us any note
A crow calls out overhead
His fortuitous cry piercing the silence
What was it you were thinking?
I now know with regret
I wish we had sat and held hands
and confessed our hearts’ discontent
Perhaps we could have saved ourselves from anguish
Perhaps we could have saved what was left
For that quiet afternoon this past October
was our last meeting as lovers