merriment at the ball

09/2011

                       The occupants jostled around in the carriage

                       as it careened down the winding cobblestones 

                       sounds of light laughter carried them to the ball

                       soon they would be floating across smokeless 

                       stretches of overdone rooms and endless cliche

                       piano chords striking notes in the imagination

                          

                         Arriving, her and host strode into the thrive

                       nods of introductions and bows of curtsy   

                  graced their entrance to the grand ole hall

                  articulating discussions blended with the tunes

                  she noticed him when he entered into the room

                  his bright eyes and the curly brown lock on his head

                  accompanying his gentle yet assertive deposition

                  advancing towards him, she held up her hand

                  twas the custom invitation to a reciprocal dance

                   her petticoats sway at the

                                                     hands of this admirable pursuer

                               matching his move for move

                                                              circling the wonder of it

                                      

 

Author's Note

Often I feel as if I were born in the wrong century...

Reviews

[Zilla Z.]

My goodness, I can't believe what I'm reading... Victorian times, at their best, worded by you...
I swooned away by the gift of your pen, and your rich imagination of mind traveling...
The dance, was as soft as your words do the Waltz... I'm in awe... x

Zilla

[Alicia Hirshey]

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[Shalini Dinesh]

The poem was elegant and beautiful i could almost visualize it, good poem..

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Oh that was a lovely century, i love the sights of pictures with the balls, all the lovely dresses, ornate looks... fancy and busy... and yet just fun, and a great lovely dance room. Hmm i love this write, the imagery is so nice, makes me want to go to a masquerade ball of some sort.

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Outstanding! The flow of your words are true and I've been asking myself that question as well but if you think about it, if we were born in any other century there would ignorance just as now but it would be nice.

This poem is so simple but the description of the ball and the people arriving along with that mystery with the man is quite the intrigue.

" her petticoats sway at the
hand of this admirable pursuer
matching move for move
circling the wonder of it"

Just an outstanding poem.

[Jeremy Baker]

this seems like a dream from teh pre-revolution days - a lovely scene and story.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this story in the poem. In so few words you weaved a good place and good situation. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Hotwater]

Like it! super picture you've presented in words, could be something from a Bronte novel. I enjoy the poetry of the romantics, their era this work.
*bird*

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I have felt this way before. Love your vocab,
This is a wonderful write, very expressive.

[Shayla Sayer]

i too, feel this way. i'd much rather veil insults within a compliment, but alas! instead i must simply say "yo. ur ugly. go die."... :( and plus, the gowns are so beautiful... i loved this testiment to a lovely time period.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Yeah, and your poetry reads like it as well. This is an excellent piece, Josh. I feel like I'm there, watching the waltz unfold.