Marie Celeste Poem by Richard George

Marie Celeste

Rating: 4.9


Now I may never see you again
I can think of no one else:
I wait on platforms, hair in the wind
But trains all leave the past
Like you, with not a word
And when at last I climb on board
My carriage is deserted.

I sit at Charing Cross
And read the news obituaries
To check that you're alive:
You are, but where on earth...?
The cooling April sky
Is cloudless to the jet-stream -
And I fear to know.

Passenger tide washes me home:
Saffron evening light
Shines through towers of glass.
Night will come to us both,
Food and drink and sleep:
I shall signal to you, if I can,
Over the ocean of dreams.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
***** ***** 06 April 2005

Poignant and touching. The last line perfection.

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Amberlee Carter 03 April 2005

beautifully haunting....poetry at it's finest...

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Richard George

Richard George

Cheltenham, U.K.
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