STILL AND SILENT FIGURES 
by G. F. Mlely 

[A] 
Where's the girl now,  said she loved me, now she's gone away? 
I did not know how I should feel then, was afraid to say. 
Now we're still and silent figures in the mural of our past. 
The last thing I had hoped to see.   

[A] 
Life-like pictures woven on the walls we leave behind. 
Pretty-colored lacings, classic poses of the kind 
that are still and silent figures in the mural of our past. 
The last place I had hoped we'd be.     

[B] 
Two perfect persons exchanging what seem to be looks lovers 
give, fantasies fools think last ever after, as though words had 
some speci'le meaning, some substance, some eternal truth.  Sudden- 
ly, quick she's going, she's gone, can't stay too long in any one 
place with any one man.  

[A1] 
Where's the girl now,  said she loved me, now she's gone away? 
I did not know how I should feel then, was afraid to say. 
Now we're still and silent figures in the mural of our past. 
Figures framed in passion, poised in wordless dialog. 
Artless movements frozen in ingenious tapestry. 
A collage of these still and silent figures 
that were once the girl and me. 


© G. F. Mlely 
gfmlely@jazcraft.net

GF Mlely