Treasure Island

David McLansky

(5/24/1944 / New York City)

Time Was

Time was ever she'd seek my face;
Our eyes would meet across a sea of bobbing heads;
Now, we studiously avoid each other's gaze,
And greet adjacent friends with loud hellos.

Time was when an idle hour was left to pass,
I would call her on the phone,
Chew on pen, swaying back and forth in my chair
And while away a friendly aftenoon;
Now I sit alone and stare.

Time was when I woke groggy in the dawning light,
I'd seek out her sweet head on her white pillow
And enter her warm glowing arms under a puffy cover,
And sleep the peace known as security;
Now I sleep alone or in the arms of strangers.

Time was a golden head of silk
Was a good reason to beathe,
When sighs were love,
Time was, time was, time was.

Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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