Lazuline Pearls

Lazuline Pearls

A Poem by David W Moore III
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an exerpt from From the Midst of the Maelstrom © 2010 David W Moore III

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Just when the first note begins, 
the obsidian cowl nods,
and it ends.  
Infinite reflection 
reveals nothing: 
no effervescent brook 
no dialating candescence 
no opus magnum 
just a note 
echoing hauntingly. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 

Lazuline pearls drop 
bounce and return. 
The vacuum resonates 
reverberates 
searching 
longing 
yearning 
instruments at hand, 
trembling slightly. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 

The chromic rale 
and ursula tamed 
waiting 
anticipating 
humming 
thrumming 
the void tugging 
pulling to be filled. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 
Rejoined by the cosmic choir. 
The echo remains 
echo remains 
remains.

© 2010 David W Moore III


Author's Note

David W Moore III
For my son Christian. I still hear your song.

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evocative of something in and on a grand scale...and yet with such descriptives as nothing echoe longing vaccuum and void to effectively reflect that something haunts as an absentee...i see the pearls fall...hear their thud thud thud thud upon the floor and sense some deep and eternal sadness in the song that never began...it is a song all the same...creating a sad ambience for which...i suppoose...you were aiming...strong piece...i respect and appreciate its existence...

Posted 14 Years Ago


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It is hauntingly beautiful, David. Well written, again you draw your reader in well.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I see beauty in your words here and I really like this but I'm not too sure what is happening but I think there is some sort of celebration going on for you son, perhaps in a church.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Kes
oh this is beautiful. really, truly beautiful.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is just beautiful, dear.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I have read this poem several times now, I will be adding it to my library for although I can see the beauty I can't understand all the meaning yet....ironically my Grandsons name was Christian also :)
Peace

Posted 14 Years Ago


Your words are elegantly played, delicate
to the touch, and so we are careful strewn
within your words.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like it.. Nice little musical ring to it..

Posted 14 Years Ago


Evocative ~ music is the language of emotion ~ your words have set the tone of this haunting heart song ~

Posted 14 Years Ago


Haunting. Ironic that I read another request before this which spurred a memory of my brother..

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow, it fills me with indescribable sadness. I do like this very much.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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