Anne Havell Poems

I walk not in melancholy mood
I am content.
Silently at my side
You walk contentedly.
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Eyes closed, face wan, not sleeping, yet not awake
Trapped cruelly in her dying cocoon
Gasping pitifully for consciousness, life.
I know she senses me, smells me, longs to speak.
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Can’t see, can’t read, can’t work
Its half-light!

Who would choose to live in a half-lit world
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I am safe here in my cosy, cocooned world
Warm, frozen, suspended in the moment of you.
I lift up my hand and stroke your hair. I cry
You wipe away my tears. Together we smile
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The last day of the summer term!
At last!
Yet paradoxically this da seems longer
Than the rest of the whole school year put together!
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I wonder why he is so very quiet
He hardly speaks at all. He sits and stares
And looks as if he isn’t there at all.
How do you reach a boy like that
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I dream dreams of a garden
Perfect in all its detail:
Winding paths
Wisteria tunnels, a living gazebo
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So many sea shells!
Strange to think the worlds they knew
No longer exit.
Yet in existing for us
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Sweet feelings for you I could not convey.
You came into my life briefly.
Hardly time to test the attraction which in you
I sensed
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