Perdita for M lady Gail

Sonnet

 

 

 

Perdita.

 

She walks the shore beside the sea,

 seen indistinctly in the mist

a maiden who died tragically.

The local legends will insist.

It’s said she died by her own hand

 By a faithless lover betrayed

and is condemned to walk the strand

until released by judgement day.

Though I have proved beyond all doubt

she is no ghost. A trick of light,

the good folk who live hereabout

 are still convinced that they are right.

The have no time for scientists

they KNOW who wanders in the mists.

 

2-May-08