As a stallion, prancing, strong <br />I held my head above the throng, <br />Then stooped to kiss the lips so dear <br />That spoke my life and future here. <br /> <br />I said: I do. Yes, I love you. <br />Forever will our hearts be true. <br />And lilting were those words from you <br />Responding to me: Yes, I do. <br /> <br />The shadows lengthen o'er our home. <br />I'm absent; ask me why I roam. <br />Why I give you so much space? <br />Why seek I more peaceful place? <br /> <br />The lilting notes once in your voice <br />Are clashing cymbals now by choice. <br />The music that I once perceived <br />Disguised it was; I was deceived. <br /> <br />The children that you bore to me <br />You castigate to the n'th degree. <br />Now crass the words spew from your tongue <br />And harsh the sound your morning song. <br /> <br />No glorious future left to me. <br />Thunderous clouds is all I see; <br />Absence my only refuge now. <br />Retrieve that long lost day? O how? <br /> <br />3/18/09<br /><br />Adeline Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/guyana-voices/
