the music begins
played in a rain of desires
which falls from my thoughts
music
Pastoral
dragon’s fly these melodies
sang in silence to the streams
which though gave birth in discord
grew into honeyed dulcet dreams
that once awakened by the sun
bring forth music to the dawn
embracing life, in love pursued
from this day to each summer’d morn.
Brahms
A demon’s fire ring in the forest
as these passioned stories told
sensations heightened in the flames
only the devil’s fingers hold
midsummer air dry stokes the fires
soon the woods themselves ablaze
and the madness in crescendo
seems it could the whole world raze.
Play Misty For Me
when I smile
play me solemn music
that I may know
the value of each moment
spent in happiness
though should I cry
sing me then
a joyous tune
to make the tears dance
away from my eyes
Fabric
each note is satin
played within a velvet key
silken melodies
First Violin
A swordsman such as he,
never duelled for honour’s sake
for where a bruiser strikes bone and flesh for blood
his foil is bowed
to fence the air
and from it draw
but gentle melodies
Movements
as the sun rises
the dark night’s symphonies play
their final movements
Music
she dressed in music
clinging to her ev’ry move
these notes sang her joy
Larghetto
stoic strings of tears
run their tracks
to my life’s blood
reflecting waves
of sadness displayed
which words alone
dare not expose.
5-7-5 (take four-hundred-and-ten : concerto)
“When music sounds, all that I was I am”
…Walter de la Mare
you lift me beyond
the confines of my poor flesh
exposing my soul
