For Lillian: In Memorium Poem by David McLansky

For Lillian: In Memorium



For Lillian: In Memoriam

In the Hotel Marrakech
Two hippies traveling from the West;
The bellboys thought us over-sexed;
We banged the bell on the front desk;

When shown up to our dingy room,
You the bride and me the groom,
Two lovers on their honeymoon;
The telegrams read, 'Come home soon.'

We smoked the last of the hash,
By then both almost out of cash,
Down to the purples in our stash,
The golden sun setting fast;

I lost you in a purple haze;
You were gone for several days;
Not knowing of your wandering ways,
I had assumed you'd always stay.

I saw you in Trafalgar Square
Too far from you to see me stare;
You danced and pranced still looking fair
A butterfly with stringy hair;

And on a sunny day in June
I visited your grave, your unkempt tomb,
And played for you a Beatles tune,
You my bride and I the groom.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elaine Sept 09 July 2013

Oh David, that is just beautiful, ... it took me there!

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