Helix

 We cannot touchwhat we have left behind: tears and years have fledin drama. No regrets ‘’No regrets’’ She dips her head &sighs! A lie! We cannot smell the scentof yesterday, those summer’s stretch behind like lace:a dragonfly, a hummingbird a beach of coral, so many‘’You’’ & ‘’I’’   I try to listen to those yearsa snatch of song, a young man’s stride; a key in yielding locka whisper in the night. We cannot see, what’s left behinda solstice moon, a furtive fox my dreams, where love comes backto haunt me.  A photo in a frame, those struggles to the death havevanished now in peace. Here time marks us with its stampso dearly won. I cannot taste you nowa sherbet in the shade a hint of salton waning wave I cannot reach you nowbut with these words gently.  

Poetry