' ' ' ' Stolen Laughter(For Junie)

My soul disguised as a shadow drifted back into my past managed unseen to cross the border of Life (& Death) enter again that room where the memory begins (when the memory wasn’t even a memory) but the real thing my soul steals a crumb of her laughter nothing that could be missed the merest sliver. I (then) shiver seeing my soul stealing my sister’s laughter but not recognising it seeing only a shadow of a shadow. Throwing off its shadowy clothes my soul returns smelling remotely of a Past the stale smell of Death. “Did you get it...did you get it! ” I demand. “Yes...yes...but don’t ask me again! ” “If God ever finds out...” But I don’t hear I am beyond my soul’s reproach following the steps of my tears leading me to the treasure of her laughter. ******* Long for you to turn & then...smile at me again. But – the photo won’t listen to me...'Listen to me! ' Deaf to everything but – Death. ******** Your grave buried now beneath such snow & prayers. Both angel & I gazing at nothing...sky... you so alive...in my head. ******* So cold...my shadow frozen to the ground...fract...ures as I move away I leave it behind and grow another to take with me. *******