Love Duet story poem for M Lady Helen
Above the sighing of the sea
a silver voice ensorcelled me.
She sang of other days and times
of coral sands and warmer climes.
The sweetness of the melody
combined with tales of tragedy.
Held me entranced I could not go.
It was imperative I know
who sang alone upon the shore
where I had often strolled before.
Tonight beneath the silver moon.
I felt my inner self attune.
I raised my voice a baritone
So she would know she’s not alone.
Our voices joined harmoniously.
I think she’s been aware of me.
before I sang a single note.
She sat upon an upturned boat.
Moonlight outlined her silhouette.
We sang together a duet.
I walked across the drying sand
to where she sat and took her hand.
I could not speak no more could she
but we established empathy.
We sat in silence side by side
and watched the slowly ebbing tide.
WE seemed to have no need for words
but thoughts between us flew like birds.
She was an exile just like me
her homeland far across the sea.
She had been born in Port of Spain
and longed to see her home again.
She could remember vividly
the beauty of the scenery
. I told her I remembered too.
The white sands and the sea of blue.
Two strangers met beside the sea.
We felt that it was meant to be,
no longer strangers but firm friends
As if the fates would make amends.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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