Lillies

it rained the day you said goodbye.
frogs lined lilies in the pond,
and you were watching, leaping
from line to line of arguments
we never thought to fight,
to war for what we never had,
what we never cared to volley.
cannons
shot
quietude and empty rain--
poets fell from heaven
but never thought to find a way
to where the water touched the feet
of shoes shod hard.
amphibians had won the day
and you were but a shadow,
gone as gone could ever be.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.

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