Chicano Poet

Thursday, July 01, 2010

The Fable

For some reason or other
love kept them apart.

She loved him
and he loved her.

There was a river
between them.

There was a mountain
between them.

He was the sun
and she was the moon.

She was the leaves
of a tree.

He was the roots
of a tree.

They longed
to be together.

They ached
the same ache.

One day
the river went dry.

The mountain

The trees
toppled against each other.

The sun and moon

The fog rolled in
obscuring our view.


At 4:05 AM, Blogger Jim Murdoch said...

I actually misread this the first time I read it. I read the last stanza as:

The fog rolled in
obscuring their view.

which changes the whole thing. I read it as Destiny refusing to be denied. In your version, well, we'll never know.

At 12:43 AM, Blogger RC said...

We'll never know...maybe...maybe not.


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