8/23/10

Love Is Moments, Not Necessarily Ours
By John Grey


Suddenly,
I spy the most beautiful girl in town -
I can’t help staring -


Joanna is jealous -
she wants to cut out the heart of all loveliness -
She believes love
should be able to walk
back and forth
in front of Grundy’s hardware store
a thousand times without once
allowing the wind that blows
up from the alleys,
out of the forest,
to get into her sails -


She believes love
should be heavy enough
to keep things here -


I will marry Joanna
because she is composed of years not seconds -
but the most beautiful girl in town -
she blows by in a Red Corvette,
blue eyes, a slither of yellow hair -
she drives off into
the deepest part of my heart
and is never seen again -


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Australian born poet, US resident since late seventies. Works as financial systems analyst. Recently published in Connecticut Review, Alimentum and Writer’s Bloc with work upcoming in Pennsylvania English, Prism International and the Great American Poetry Show.