For Anna

Anna the beauty of a name
an echo of Grace
the name is a memory of mine
someone who left without a trace
a long time ago

I find you here
in this world of echoes, here
underground, poets domain,
mostly in darkness, at times
with shimmery light,
almost truth with little lies

you are a beauty, shared in words
sharp, merciless cutting to the bone
drawing tears to tired, sensitive hearts
who take them for slander, dislike

there are kindred souls here
who reach out and touch
the words of truth behind
profanities, maybe curse words

but Anna remains, Anna ..You
a name echoing in hearts
who love you true.