Sorrow Under Mist

Mist - Giving wispy vapour to the breath, Cool calm to autumn afternoons, A hovering air of mysticism Over brooding lakes - Was different here, Affording company, closeness - A caring arm around her shoulders. In the eyes, a once-clear oceanic blue Wavered under water - Tears telling torrid truths She couldn't face - Like the glowering image in the mirror You don't see in your mind's eye Of compensation; delusion. We see her sitting on the concrete steps That led down to the dew-laden garden. She's peering up, sensing her diffuse companion, Refreshing in its chill; giving crispness To the stealth of dulling evening. But the bite of air couldn't lift the sorrow Of pale youth in love, Shouldered by a not-in-love and scoffing eye. Rejection hurt; Hurts - Wrenches deep - Emotion that we can't deny! Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011 Sorrow Rain sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow