February
7, 1983 4:35 p.m.
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Credit Roll Blues
Your face disappeared on a soft summer's
night
Ever shimmering shades in dark blue
Passion passed on as the memories grew soft
Love left no mark on the dew
In my cynical eye I remember no time
Ever right time for love or for truth
Condemned like a bad actor to live it again
Stumbling through shards of my youth.
The times they became like a nostalgic
dream
E'en your eye color fades with decay
I remember I loved someone who looked like you
And dead petals they litter the way
Can a dream become real
Can a poem beackon love
Did you exist as just part of the pain?
Condemned like a bad actor to live it again
And no light ever shines through the rain.
Your face disappeared on a soft
summer's eve
Ever flickering shapes on a screen
The movie was over the people could leave
And forget all that they had just seen.
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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