Limbo-Tossed

Have you laughed her silver laughter?

Have you wept her scarlet tears?

See? The hungry ever-after

Fills its reaching void with years

Have you spoken soft your longing?

Have you whispered your farewell?

Listen; can your hear the tolling

Of Time’s tireless evening bell?

Here upon her tattered hemline

Lies our scattered, shattered dream

Look; ah, look out to the skyline

See Time’s sweet resilience stream

Have you written your love-letter?

Laid it tender on her brow

Hark; is this her keen begetter

Drifting in on wings of snow?

Have your held her to your bosom

Have you kissed her half-shut eye?

Hush; methinks I hear her wind-song

Caught twixt hello and good-bye

© Janet Martin