At River's Edge in Late October by Joshua Demarest
At river's edge in late October
As autumn leaves began their fall
My eyes beheld an angel there
That did my heart enthrall.
Her golden hair would soon ensnare
My poet's imagination
And soon my days were all but spent
In eternal adoration.
At river's edge in late October
We wed upon the glen
And love and lust and such and such
Became our mortal sin.
Our passions burned as we both learned
Of our immortal souls
We etched our names for all of time
Upon the eternal scrolls.
At river's edge in late October
I dug my angel's grave--
The mortal world could not contain
The love I got and gave.
A carven stone that stands alone
Is all that now remains
Of my darling bride, my love, my pride--
My angel Madelaine.
Joshua Demarest is a poet, writer, and publisher based out of Atlanta. He spent most of his career in publishing but now focuses mainly on his own writing. He lives with his wife and dog, who love and support him, and three cats who do not.