PERSPICACIOUS

Love has gone today to find us
Caught among a flock of songbirds
Trilling sonnets.

Our gowns were vapor snagged in a meadow
of deadfall and skyrockets expiring.

Where do you go, dainty Singers??

To Agammenon's isle!

Take us along?

Flesh will not foil our flight
but heavy hearts might!
Throw them into the briars!

For a time, perhaps a second or maybe centuries,
we considered.

What hinders our departing?

You gathered our feathers, not our wings.
What were you thinking?

Pan told us love was forever.
Bliss would give us wings.

Pan lied!

(c) 2003 "BlackBlanche" via Rennie Lorca

Note: This is not one of my pen names. I hope "BlackBlanche" will let me post more of her works soon like I have done for another poet ("glo-po"). Both are very talented writers. It is my privilege to know them, and be allowed to share some of their work here ..... Rennie