Unidentifiable New Year
“She cannot stay. With a long sigh-she fades away.” – Taken from the ballet, “Giselle”
Natural narcotics, derriere of narrow-
Lies, lingering lines he secretly commits.
Selling his soul in snow, winter wastes his wits.
Hearing the horn strike midnight harrow…
Wailing waves, my spirit floats-
In the vacant vast of the past…
Snare drums beating fast,
Clicking clefs, thirty-second rests and notes,
Ring of reasons, resurface and relive-
A day of a diamond, dancing debris,
Trust taken from me, hearts-free,
Why must frailties outlive?
What I once dreamed in me,
The phantom of a bride to be…
© Sonya Rose
