In the Water

[Finnius]

"Let's take a walk," he said,

"Down to the waterfront,

And I'll show you all the places

I once knew."

 

The waterfront was dead,

He could not bear the brunt,

Of not seeing all those faces,

He once knew.

 

We sat there on the end,

Of an old abandoned dock,

Our feet hanging in the waters,

He once knew.

 

And then he had to mend,

The fast turning of the clock,

And he slipped into the waters,

He once knew.

 

I still recall his face,

Drifting down in dark liquid,

And the pale hand falling after,

I once knew.

 

I still go to that place,

Though now the water's misted,

And I sit and think of laughter,

I once knew.

 

I'll join him soon down there,

In his dark and lonely place,

That cold and silent picture frame,

My eyes will always stare,

Into his blessed face,

I just have to recall his name...

I once knew.

 

(Yeah, again, no idea where this came from. I like it, though, in a weird sort of way.)

[HappyBuddha]

I really like "that cold and silent picture frame" - 'picture frame' just leaps out at me. I think the repetition of the ending lines helps to keep this poem together. A little cohesion goes a long way