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Eddie Roa

Rookie (June 22,1942 / Manila. Philippines)

Red Lace


I espied a red glint
In between the cracks
On the wooden panels
Of a locked up closet

How many sphinxes
Stood guard with riddles.
Halting curious eyes?
No sentinel more vigilant

I caught glimpse of a
Red lace stuck
Between mahogany doors,
Some past vanity imagined

Standing there unmoving,
Drawn by intrigue, I was
Like a cat sniffing on
A netted pantry window

I stood beside the
Grim and ominous bureau
A piece of red lace
Clutched by wooden vise

Perplexed and unsettled
Mind wandering
The past insinuates
Rekindling flames
From cold embers

The band played on
Red lace swirling
In the garish glow
Of a festive December night

It was not I who held
Those delicate hands
As you pirouetted and
Caused an eddy in the crowd

Plain red lace seen
Awkward in between doors
What images it evoked
My tired eyes hardly make out
An unwanted remembrance

The memory now a saturated scene
My eyes no longer entertain
Sordid images resurrected
A glimpse of other’s paradise

I lost you once, oh what pain
Losing you again in recall
From a red lace
Stuck between closet doors

Submitted: Friday, February 20, 2009
Edited: Monday, May 03, 2010

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