Marieta Maglas

Gold Star - 9,602 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

A Last Waltz - Poem by Marieta Maglas

The words slipped
From memories
Searching a lost dream,
That unrepeatable dream.
The grief was coiled inward,
Poisoning our love.

It was a dance,
A last waltz.
Our souls, still entwined,
Tried to keep our bodies
Our clay
Erratically moved,
In searching help.

A crying arose
Between us.
It was like
The sonority
Of crushing everything.
I was only a woman,
I understood everything.
You were my man,
But there was nothing
Between us

The unsaid words
Pricked my tongue and palate,
Remaining shackled inside.
You looked at me.
In your eyes
I tried to see again
Our November,
I did not see anything,
Maybe I could not see,
Maybe you were opaque.
I did not actually know.

I know nothing even now,
As I did not know
Even then,
I only knew that I must leave.
They told me to do this.
They had the power.

I prayed all my life to Jesus
For the light
For the truth
And for faith....

Written in 1983

Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain

Comments about A Last Waltz by Marieta Maglas

  • (7/28/2015 3:00:00 PM)

    Exquisitely crafted. Speaks from the heart. (Report) Reply

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  • Allemagne Roßmann (9/1/2011 3:17:00 AM)

    Ethereal lines.Waltz is a memoir at its best here.Amazing and impeccable lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, June 3, 2016

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