Everything's ChangingA Poem by Lewis Davis-NormanThis poem is my all-time favourite so constructive reviews would be happily considered.
I
He sits. Posture refined. Perfect balance.
A figure of a bygone age, astute as
His fingers grace the ivory with precision
A Schumann fugue, timing on point
Carefully measured mordents and trills
A model of his father, in another era
Sickeningly English, the epitome
Of pomposity and pride but
Constrained. Held in the choke of rigid structure
Tethered down by fine technique without
Fervidity, the taste of it is bland and dry
Pining for vitality and love.
II
Lamenting desperate cries from wounded soldiers
Muffled by the mud and silently lost.
The birds bewail a mournful ballad
Of dissonant and distant deaths upon the fields
He stands, a stranger to conflict and pain
Armed with foreign instruments he fumbles,
Knowing the code but void of fighting passion
Stumbling blindly into battle, release.
But with flaming tears he watches his comrades fall
And like a butterfly spawning from a
Cocoon he is reborn into a warrior,
His soul ignited by adrenaline.
Ribbons of blood flow freely like the
Casting vehement and cruel ideas in the
Minds of the innocent and kind, a drug.
Details will blur, fazed by the hate.
The tempo quickens and, hazed by ardent fury,
He bites his tongue in burning bliss. Alas!
A poison fog descends, like a predator, consuming.
Hysteria ensues. It crawls into the eyes. Black.
III
He sits. Reduced. Without his blessed sight.
Seven months on, mustering strength to touch
The keys. A prelude of Debussy’s but
Things have changed, a new layer of detail.
He feels the music pulse throughout his blood.
Entwined with it, beyond the page, he plays
Arpeggiated streams like Arabesque
Ripples, radiating beauty and joy.
He ponders on each subtle note, each pause.
Drunk with romantic flair he is
Uncorked, senses foaming to flood the room
Muscles relax, immersed in peace.
© 2013 Lewis Davis-NormanAuthor's Note
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