Jeffrey Hull
Friday, June 20, 2008
My Great Love
Mount Everest at dawn - unimpressed by temporal travails below
© 2007 Abrahm Lustgarten
I gave my true love all I owned
And all that I could borrow;
A fool's investment, soon bemoaned—
It bought me only sorrow.
I bargained with a silent sky
To turn her heart toward me;
The sky, like I, began to cry—
But tiring, soon ignored me.
I pled my case before the sea,
Which he found unimpressive;
His waves replied dismissively
I seemed a bit obsessive.
I begged the mountains intervene
To somehow sway my lover;
The frosty-topped were less than keen
To help my heart recover.
At last I begged the laughing breeze
To help her heartsick brother—
She giggled, racing through the trees,
"Why, go and find another!"
©2008 Jeffrey Hull