August is accused of murdering a child.

David Wakeling

(August becomes depressed)

                              

I’m tired. That dark lady in the veil,

Who visits me at night is here again.

The indomitable fog clouds my mind,

 

(A lady in black with a black veil appears.

August dances with the lady.)

 

And turns calm winds to torrents against me.

There in rests the kernel and the challenge.

Can you love and hear ill against someone?

Is it real love if you don’t believe me.
How can you know me? How can I exist.

If you think I did that kind of evil.

Could what we have be love if it lacks faith?
Such conclusions without hearing my side.

Love cannot allow this lack of credence.

If so we are play acting our ardour.

Is this just an illusion of a dance?

 Just two shadows flickering together.

Tell me, what kind of love you have for me?
Is there enough kindness to stand by me?

 And help refute any allegations.

 Or will you be there tightening the ropes?

 As the wild crowd prepares to stretch my neck.

 

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 28th, 2025 01:45
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  • arqios

    A book of human feeling and journeys is quite on its way to completion๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

    • David Wakeling

      Thank you so much for your insight.

      • arqios

        Youโ€™re very welcome cobber ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

      • sorenbarrett

        How much does love override? In fact, what is love? Is it faith, loyalty, passion, kindness? All questions that seem up for grab in this poem. Lovely

        • David Wakeling

          I think it is an interesting question. I have meet couples who support each other absolutely even if one of them has committed some crime. I guess my idea of love is loyalty as you say.Thanks for your insight

        • Poetic Licence

          I have known people who until their dying breath will depend their kin no matter what heinous crime they have done, it is not something I understand and it is loyal,but I am not sure it is love and to the benifit of the person commiting the crime or the denier, enjoyable and very interesting read

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          "Is this just an illusion of a dance? / Just two shadows flickering together." Powerful poem with quite a grabbing title. Brilliant, my friend. Well done! ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ‘

        • Tony36

          Excellent write David

          • David Wakeling

            Thank you mi amigo

            • Tony36

              You're welcome

            • Mourgana of the Fey

              Hello,

              While just clicking on one of your poems not knowing what I was up or in for strangely enough just today I made a similar poem. Not that the two poems are the same but they could connect. My poem is written from a very different personal perspective. YES I know this veiled figure or veiled lady. I have had encounters with this lady myself. Hence the topics I will not start to make any assumptions on this poem just letting the voices within the voids wash over like waves or winds. You have expressed much here in and between these lines. Thanks for sharing!
              R

              • David Wakeling

                Thank you for your insight.The difference between Love and Loyalty is a common theme in poetry I guess.



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