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Laurie in Springtime

Updated on April 23, 2016
The Cathedral
The Cathedral

The Cathedral at Sunset:

Bleak and ruined against the sky,

Broken bottles in the court yard,

Amid the flowers for a famous martyr.

I held you as we walked along the river,

Feeling you slip away,

As the streetlights brightened the cascades of snow.

About the Poem

This is a poem I wrote many years ago about the end of my relationship with my girlfriend at the time. Although the events described happened in Spring, it was a cold spring and it started to snow thick curtains of snow that came down in wet flakes that seemed to drift down in snow motion. The streetlights were faint and created a ghostly funnel of light around the lamp post.

The snow flakes contrasted sharply with the flowers, which in turn seemed out of place with the ruined building. Judging from the broken beer bottles in the deserted court yard, the old Cathedral must have been used as a gathering place for parties and illicit activity. But on that day, we were alone.

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    • Lady Guinevere profile image

      Debra Allen 8 years ago from West By God

      Aww that is nice. One suggestion--put the comment box under the explanation of your poem. I almost missed it.

    • G-Ma Johnson profile image

      Merle Ann Johnson 8 years ago from NW in the land of the Free

      Very nice hun...Short and sweet and to the point....Thanks for sharing...G-Ma :o) hugs

      your explanation is as sweet as the poem...(but is true I almost missed it too) very lovely my dear

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