Thursday, June 9, 2011

Hudson River Distortions

Those days now seem a distant memory,
Or maybe I dreamt them,
Or maybe I imagined them, 
As I stared out onto the Hudson,
I remember you were there,
Or maybe I dreamt that you were,
Or maybe I imagined you were
From a rooftop on the riverside
As I stared down onto the Hudson
The waves tried to wash the images from my minds eye,
Distorting what I thought I knew in the murky current,
Leaving salty remnants of a time,
Rinsed away with tears of sorrow,
For what was,
Or what I thought was, 
Or what might have been.

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