Lazuline Pearls

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

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.

Author's Note

For my son Christian. I still hear your song.

Reviews

[alan peter kelly]

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...

[Matthew Kult]

Hello David,

You are in a musical state of mind. Well crafted, keeps a good pace. Well done. As always....So yeah, when are you going to hold me?

Love always,

Matthew

[Kerry O'Connor]

This poem goes straight to the heart. I love the echoing refrain and each stanza is filled with sights and sounds. TFS

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this is an intriguing write even before the authors note..your expressive use of words is outstanding..and like my fair lady am left wondering about this...first stanza really impressive

[My Fair Lady]

This is so beautiful, yet somewhat sad. I am left wondering more about you and your son.. your relationship and if somehow.. your son is still with you.

[Dream Weaver]

A well scripted score my friend
beautifully penned!

[Jenny Nelson]

Again, the mixing of life with music and again it fits so well. It has kind of a haunting fieel to it. This really gives off a feel of longing for that which was never attempted. Very nice! Like it a lot.