Buxtehude and RainA Poem by Leslie PhilibertBuxtehude composed church musicBroken chords forced through a sodden door, a church fallen in standing water, as if derailed, silent watchers before broken wheels and piston steam, thrilled and waiting for a hand to turn out the lights, a half round face behind the door spending a blessing, a saint nodding over a job well done, the crucifix over the door lost in darkening.
© 2012 Leslie PhilibertReviews
|
Stats
178 Views
5 Reviews Added on June 13, 2012 Last Updated on June 13, 2012 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
|