A MELLOW PLACE
Beneath a star sown cloudless sky
where houses hung from peak to vale
white against the cliffs of stone
sea skirted carved by centuries
with sounds of laughter in the wind
a mellow place to settle down.
Against a wall she pensive read
poetic words of love foregone
recorded in her diaries
reflecting on her chilled resolve
by blinding facts of circumstance
the union ended now.
Her airs of grace mere garment worn
when thoughts returned with angry voice
in evidence of frequency
soon turned from flame to floating ash
and carried by the laughing winds
her drifting dreams afloat on waves.
An inartistic man of trade
she’d yielded to his many charms
but now with instincts archly weighed
she’d settled in her new domain
with sentient ears to hear her woes
received at common tables.