Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Is Never Forever (Poem)

Is Never Forever

Begin any way, with things
that have no name: the sky
scorning the moon, its
impersonation hanging on
the last rim of light, you looking
in the window of the cab
shutting out her hand raising
a bid goodbye, dust on the skin
of the eye refusing to close,
the futurist's claim there
is never forever.

© 2013 Maureen E. Doallas


Louise Gallagher said...

This is beautiful. There's a melancholy to it that plucks the heart strings.

emmett wheatfall said...

Beautiful! I love short verse that says big verse things, Maureen.

Gerry Snape said...

the words that take me into a scene come with such a gentle rhythm...

Anonymous said...

Concise yet powerful form.

Jeff said...

Sky scorning the moon--that's a powerful image. Also, the raised hand bidding goodbye is wonderfully put. Very well done!

Todd Alan Kraft said...

It's sad to say goodbye, and you captured it so well.