Thursday, January 21, 2010

Perfect in Public


He's the perfect gentleman, at his lady’s elbow, kind and solicitous, smiling for the crowd.


She, recalling the man she fell in love with, feels a flicker of hope.


Back home, hanging his suit in the wardrobe, he tucks his caring persona in his pocket scowling at his family.


She returns to her divorce plans.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Death of a Day.




I refuse to justify the waning of the day
No matter that the sunset is a glorious blaze
.
It is the death of daylight.
Spilling its lifeblood into the sky.

No matter that the stars are bright.
They shed precious little light.
To illuminate the black of night.

I cannot accept this death of daytime.
The moon, a melancholy globe,
Does nothing to assuage.
I’ll mourn ‘til morn.


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ELEVTHERIA POTAMOUSIS
1933 - 2010
RIP