Unseen

by Anne Moore   Apr 8, 2019


Among thousands of ordinary people
You’re the only thing I notice
You’re the one I choose

You are one of thousands of minds
Like a rainbow
Hidden in the dark skies

Messages accumulated swirling in your brain
A small part of her hidden within your soul

A boy and a heart
Are one
A boy and a heart and a brain
Are one

You seem to not know which to prefer,
The beauty of intellect
Or the beauty of lust,
The girl sings
Or maybe you just hear her cries

Leaves fill the cold ground
With little traps
The girl walked slow
Pacing to and fro.
The mood
Showed upon the ground
An anxious cause

Oh boys of today,
Why do you only imagine shopworn ladies?
Do you not see the genuine hearts
That beat in the chests
Of the women about you?

You know no bounds
And lucid, terrible nightmares;
But she knows, too,
That you are involved
That I know.

She disappeared into the darkness
Her shadowing words where the
only thing that marked her absence
In the rectangular box that was not hers

At the sight of her
Hanging in the morning light
Even the goddess of blessed death
Cried out sharply

She rode through her town
In a wooden case
Once, a fear pierced her,
In that she mistook
The shadow of her soul
For the angel of death

The tears are flowing
The girl must be lowering

It was night all morning.
It was mournful
And it was going to rain
The young girl sat
In the willow-limbs

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