Poetry by Jeff Green


A widowers lament

by cricketjeff on January 12, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

I’ve lost you slowly line by line, how cruel the ways of time.
      Each day the detail slowly fades away.
When you first left me I retained a memory sublime
      But even that refuses now to stay.
I saw your face on every wall, your smile was in the sky
      But daily there was less for me to see.
Where once I saw your tears in rain I’m now alone to cry
      This cannot be the way it’s meant to be.
A love should last for ever an old master on the wall
      Not trickle down the gutter to the drain.
I thought we’d built the pyramids not temples bound to fall
      You’ve gone like watercolours in the rain.