well, at least its a start
the beginning
a fierce flurry of ideas lay in hope
the hand of time slaps back most
negativity
doubt
failure
fears of the worst
to he who can atone for his action
and sin stands to the head of the line
for most and or first
speak in under tones of suspected insanity
and some will label you briliant
Fitzgerald was one Zelda was another
they had each their melodramatic illness
down pat
caricatures of themselves of their own making
each tall story in for the monetary grab and
up for the taking
until a small, quiet institution in France
took poor Zelda away
and the husband Fitzgerald was left with but a
small daughter, his pen , paper and empty words
to convey
of all his hopes and dreams few could ever truly
guess
all he lived for and wanted from life he got
what he truly wanted which was
'Remarkable Success'
goodbye my lovely though your mystery and
mind have both gone
in my heart you will never long leave me
forgive me for all that I have, even if
unknowingly taken away from you
I wished only for the best for us both
but fell far short in each
opportunities trade
if only it all I could somehow be given the
chance to redo
our unhappy history
I would have rewritten and made..............
(Nov. 7, 1993 am)