Stillness

Inspired by Selene's Synesthesia~CrossWiring Senses contest

 

looking ...

 

through the stillness of a pane of glass 

she wondered quietly , " can you hear it ? "

 

the violet choir in the fields

or the wind rush across your tongue

the kiss of satin blooms upon your cheek

did the sunset fingerpaint your heart 

your reflective eyes upon the emerging stars

 

stepping back , she turned

the oak floor recounting footsteps 

beneath the comfort of a braided rug 

her favorite room , a universe of words   

novels and shadows

wrapped in daydreams

she slides her fingertips

along the curled edge of the shelves

 

and  pauses   

 

her hands finding a treasure 

to place upon her palm

her delicate fingers stroking

the grain of a hand-rubbed cherrywood musicbox

turning its brass key rhythmically

and lifts the gold rimmed lid

 

and listens

 

lemon oil memories singing from a tiny stage  

watching the clockwork dance of a porcelain ballerina

her painted smile spinning above a frosted mirror

she sets it upon a small table 

and glides to the velvet of her chair

 

" can you feel it? "  she whispered to the night

the graze of each note

pearl upon your skin

of this symphony of tears

can you feel the breeze of her pirouette  

can you feel her reach

 

for freedom

 

and she closes her eyes

to let her imagination fill the room

her body in another time 

as she soars above the footlights

into a spotlight within the mind

woven into the lace of this music

this dance , her dance

 

moved by the stillness 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

synesthesia has many forms and flavors , welcome to my world

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

I've been waiting for your take on this challenge, and this was worth it.

The words and scenario you have painted with them have an other-worldly feel - like we have been invited to see existence in a whole new way. I really envy this experience, it must be mind-blowing.

Fave lines (among many)

her delicate fingers stroking
the grain of a hand-rubbed cherrywood musicbox
turning its brass key rhythmically
and lifts the gold rimmed lid

and listens

lemon oil memories singing from a tiny stage
watching the clockwork dance of a porcelain ballerina

[Christie Moses]

this is so incredible...
I felt as if I flowed into your words like they were a slow brillilant dance themselves. I do so love the way you write. A symphony of beauty that steps us outside our lives and into this one. A tapestry woven of soul and magic.

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

love how everything opens up to the reader with that music box
and those notes at the end, amazing
never stop taking people places dude

[asdarkeyesclose]

I thought the 'violet choir' stanza was exceptional and the rest of the poem quite beautiful. Some incredible images here. I liked the way you broke the poem up with the short line stanzas just changing the pace slightly. I keep going back to the 'violet choir' stanza though- breathtaking!

[Ladysue]

'moved by the stillness' what a way to end this sensational piece...such exceptional images that last stanza is just incredible...superb writing!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

First~thank you for taking on the challenge~ I pushed it this time~ I know~ so your entry is all the more appreciated~
You have achieved cross wiring senses in sinuous ~ velevet arrays~ a moment in time~ a whole tactile world for a girl~ opening the casing of sensory input sideways instead of head on~ your imagery sings~ and your song pulls itself through imagery~ I love how you wound the descriptive tactility through sound that is texture~ bravo! sir!

[Cecelia]

Breathtakingly beautiful and creative writing...The unique word, the different phrase. Loved the poem within the poem in the italics. Cecelia

[FireWoman]

Throwing the senses into a whirlwind of neurotransmitters that are talented enough to speak. You did very well capturing this explosion of the senses.

[Hiroko]

Still and soaring. Reaching out and making you draw back. Making you wonder, marvel. Lovely poem.

[Ariel B.]

Oh, so pretty, so many lovely lines!
I especially like this bit -
"she sets it upon a small table
and glides to the velvet of her chair"
and this one -
"novels and shadows
wrapped in daydreams
she slides her fingertips
along the curled edge of the shelves" -
I love seeing such elegant descriptions of such ordinary actions and things.