July 15, 2009

The Lake

 

It was a moon out, but not any ordinary moon

It had one of those eerie shapes about it, one that was off tune

 

Was it really the moon to blame, or perhaps the dog that barked too loud on that one strange filled night?

For Rick and Sue had passed many a year with everything going, what seemed to be, so right

 

But it was still the night of the eerie moon and the barking dog

That something awful would happen, something beyond any fog

 

It was a night that Rick and Sue decided to take a dive, a dive that would cause many a tide

As Rick’s head hit water first he had felt a numbness, unexplained, but did subside

Next Sue dipped her foot in, one toe at a time

Even though she appeared clumsy, she did everything in rhyme

 

Both swam together, both splashed together, both loved together, both died together

Perhaps drowned by sorrow, perhaps drowned for eternal togetherness, no one will ever know

But it was on that night, when the moon was eerie, the dog barking and the deathly lake still quivering that no one will ever go

 

For in that lake where two bodies tend to dwell

It is the people who remain un-wet from the lake of heaven

The Lake of Hell

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