Adios a Laurie/Goodbye to LL
A bright splash of moonlight
Lit the way among leaping shadows
In the thick, dark night.
The curving lane fell off left, then right
Running the imagination into fields of mystery.
Rained dripped and sparkled
Filling our vision with
Distorted windows and walls,
Themselves twisting and leaning
Under the weight of years.
We came looking for a figure from the past,
An amalgamation of sunny words
And musical wanderings,
But found instead
A ghostless furrow of houses.
Trees, hills, fields, flowers:
The crows and rooks cry and fall
Through damp green air,
Not caring for our presence,
Or our quest.
By chance and glimmer of memory
We stopped and gazed
Upon our dream,
Smoking, grey,
Down at heel.
No sign of you now,
Save the upright stone and
A few wandering memories
In those, here now, but
In reality, closer to both your worlds
And nearer than this wanderer's
Footsteps will ever get.