Vanishing Mist Of Avalon
© Surazeus
2026 01 21

She says she cannot catch the falling snow
with soft voice hiding how she must not feel,
and stares around at people in the park
who walk together in close family groups,
then peers at the green sun behind gold clouds
which seems to understand without fake words.

She strolls with awkward nonchalance of hope
that something miraculous may occur
while kicking piles of autumn leaves that swirl
in sudden gust of wind from kingdom come
that makes her cackle with unexplained love,
but hides her mouth and hopes that no one saw.

She steps sideways just off the cement path
when seven boys race past her on sleek bikes
then finds buds on bare twigs most interesting
when the bright couple with tightly linked arms
stroll by while laughing flirtatiously calm,
then she watches them clandestinely sad.

She thinks about the time her father cried
when her mother was in the hospital
sick with some strange fancy-named disease,
but he ignored her when she came back home,
drinking beer as he watched basketball games
while she painted landscapes that no one bought.

She spots tall man with glasses in tweed suit
and hair tousled wistfully on his face
as he reads some thick leather book that seems
to contain secret knowledge about life
that might explain how people grow in love
to sweetly populate the universe.

She wanders toward him under the ash tree
with hope to gain knowledge about star runes,
and tactfully bumps into his right arm,
then catches the book as it falls with wings
before his heart can fly into the sky,
then blushes as she gives it back to him.

She smiles at faceless ghost of everywhere
as he mumbles thanks and continues on
so she sighs sad as Lady of Shallot
who pines in glass tower for Lancelot,
though all knights in shining armor have gone
into vanishing mist of Avalon.

She stares at mirror-demon of her soul,
her alter ago who appears from gloom
to mock her fantasy with grim insults,
so she returns home and lies in warm bed
while singing heart-aching tunes of lost love
which causes lightning flash to crack the world.

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Orpheus searches everywhere in the world for Eurydice, but sits at last beside mountain lake where he sees her attempt to flirt with Apollo.

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