Posted by: Ron DuBour | June 30, 2014

Widow’s Walk


Poesy plus Polemics

Sherman Gilbert House - Widow's Walk Photo by LM Harrison From flickr.com Sherman Gilbert House – Widow’s Walk
Photo by LM Harrison
From flickr.com

perched high where
the conjugal voices
of ghosts ride on
private blown breezes
and silent-borne dialogue
communicates news
of the living and dead

oaken balustrades
fashioned by
fisherman hands
on hiatus between
harpoon harvests
far off in the deeps
where somewhere
his bones
one day sank
to his peace

and she felt it
the moment it happened
a chill shook
the middle of her
as she climbed
straight and stoic
right up to the walk
to confirm what she knew
in her heart

now she smiles
through her tears
at the joy and the grief
of the presence of him
every evening
on high in her own
much beloved
private breeze

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