Tag Archives: #lyrical

A HUNDRED POEMS – L

(Chopin’s Ghost)

THE kiss of cold
–ness froze my soul
a tin can kicked
beyond winter’s road

Hands in pockets
did not abate the shiver
ice-shattered thoughts
as I walk alone down

My cobble-path stones
across the way as I walk
and through a golden lilt
window-soul I hear

Chopin playing on air
My friend-soul I’m told
kissing my footfalls
– – – _ – _–> as I go

:: 04-28-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 049

Come base-note
feet pondering
ebony-ivory      keys
lyrical phrase —
lift my heart-clef
poised before measure
n’ver a common time
that life       consumes
the chambers
of my music hall
bring to me    my songs
each moment — symphony
the notes fall
but never shatter
only scatter about

:: 04-06-2014 ::