Henry and Adele

Henry and Adele by Judith Clay

Image: Henry and Adele by Judith Clay.

Moon sighed in sorrowed silence,
adrift on deepening shades,
where doves lament the passing;
and lilting notes are made.

Fluted furrowed feelings rose,
blown through tears of grace,
twixt rivered wash of grievings;
the lilt of love debased.

Mellifluous the music wound,
as watered realms did wind,
and Henry dreamt into the night;
Adele long lost in time.

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One Response to Henry and Adele

  1. Waltermarks says:

    That describes well, Henry’s love of Adele’s music, and the tragedy there.

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