For Someone who must remain nameless.
Monsters Everywhere. ..Hiding in the Trees..
(Title from a soundtrack in kids cartoon Thomas the Engine)
Pavillion in the dark...
Sinister gazebo
Amidst the lonely park...
I miss her my playmate...
Watching the kids run about
Takes me back to past dates
Monsters everywhere. ...
Hiding in the trees...
Their voices mock me
Carried in the breeze...
Monsters swooping down through the swooshing leaves...
Monsters...monsters....
They can do as they please.
Mamma play with us
Please and dutiful
I turn
Not a moment must I linger
On past heartburns
How the best friend I ever made...
Lived on stories spun from my head.
How after childhood set....
She set sail to foreign shores...
And me forever spurned.
Monsters everywhere. ...
Hiding in the trees...
Their voices mock me
Carried in the breeze...
Monsters swooping down through the swooshing leaves...
Monsters...monsters....
They can do as they please.
Parking upon two swings...
Closing her eyes to dream..
She listened to me bring alive her fantasies. ..
She said I say it better than she can dream...
She made a poet of me.
Wanted me to serve up a frightening tale...
I told her the one about Amityville. ..
Horror upon our timid hearts fell
When we saw where the clocks hand dwelt...
Sun setting through the trees...
sinister sighs through the listening breeze
O the horrors that dwell in children's heads...
And....their heart chilling release....
Monsters everywhere. ...
Hiding in the trees...
Their voices mock me
Carried in the breeze...
Monsters swooping down through the swooshing leaves...
Monsters...monsters....
They can do as they please.
I thought up how to save our souls...
How to escape the unholy ghouls
Our homes at two ends of the park....
We had yards to run screaming each others names through the dark...
Her name my talisman to safe harbor...
My name would be her safe passage badge of courage...
We had found that magic word friendship
And in it all our Faith placed...
I love you my friend how did you turn to a ghoul
Who can ignore the pain in a friend's soul?
What chilled your heart my dear friend. ....
This park holds your memories
In every bend...
Monsters everywhere. ...
Hiding in the trees...
Their voices mock me
Carried in the breeze...
Monsters swooping down through the swooshing leaves...
Monsters...monsters....
They can do as they please.
I understand my first true friend
I forgive
Tis hard lives that we have to live
Hard times make hard hearts
And this silence of yours
Speaks its part.....
More eloquent your wordlessness
Than all other friends pretended grace....
I love you for sharing my childhood...I love the happiness
you shared with me so gracefully.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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