Warren Falcon

Bronze Star - 2,307 Points (04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)

Dinah Washington, All Alone On The Street Of Regret (Circa 1977) - Poem by Warren Falcon

It was sunrise, October.
Karen had just done herself in.
I suffered it through with
William Blake and gin.

Over the fence across the street
Children ran to class and Blake,
Too, chased those kids fast through
Leaves in the chill school yard.

I thought - the ground's already hard over
You, Karen. To Charon, then, and keep
Yourself warm. My arms no longer can.
You left no note in the dawn.

Out of lime and song at 7 a.m.
I dress, spin down the steps like then
In this morning now thin with Spring.
There's green over you now.

I can't help but see a thin mildew
Form around your fingers in the dark.
Blake's down playing in the park.
I'll play some Dinah when I get back in.

Now, heart,

Don't you start that singing again.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 2, 2011

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