Love Lost in Never Never Land
Love Lost in Never Never Landby Clara Mae Gregory
A sullen sun pinnacled the morning,
Shiny as the new fallen dew that dried
From a mere sliver of light reflecting
On the knife Wounded Wings held tight.
She listened to a feint clock’s tick talk
That told Tink the secrets of a tightrope walk.
She lost Pan's love somewhere in Never Land,
The Lost boys’ mirage of arcadian Paradise.
With a vacuous heart forlorn in the twilight,
Her hand draws the blade that ends all charades.
Fruit bleeds out its succulent innocence
As the evening dew waters the living
And a dimming sun mourns the skies,
Casting no more shadows until next daylight.
04/21/2011
Author's Note: I guess it can be called a sonnet of sorts...at least it has 14 lines
Posted on 04/21/2011
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
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