David McLansky

Freshman - 917 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

For Lillian: In Memorium - Poem by David McLansky

For Lillian: In Memoriam

In the Hotel Marrakech
Two hippies traveling from the West;
The bellboys thought us over-sexed;
We banged the bell on the front desk;

When shown up to our dingy room,
You the bride and me the groom,
Two lovers on their honeymoon;
The telegrams read, 'Come home soon.'

We smoked the last of the hash,
By then both almost out of cash,
Down to the purples in our stash,
The golden sun setting fast;

I lost you in a purple haze;
You were gone for several days;
Not knowing of your wandering ways,
I had assumed you'd always stay.

I saw you in Trafalgar Square
Too far from you to see me stare;
You danced and pranced still looking fair
A butterfly with stringy hair;

And on a sunny day in June
I visited your grave, your unkempt tomb,
And played for you a Beatles tune,
You my bride and I the groom.


Comments about For Lillian: In Memorium by David McLansky

  • Rookie - 494 Points Elaine Sept (7/9/2013 10:47:00 AM)

    Oh David, that is just beautiful, ... it took me there! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013


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