![]() Ensemble SuavisA Poem by poetry-kiddo alienbaba![]() Ensemble Suavis withe Music composer Alienbaba on stage after the 'Doricaha Lharari' re-arranged composition performance as Encore at Goa concert.![]() ![]() nsemble Suavis
" Stars from the movies
(Dedicated to Amanda, Julia and Florence)……………………Roque Lazarus Prologue: I see a girl at the Bungalow
playin` Guitar with ease And the next Sokkalim (mornin’), two more at the
office Smiling
faces greet me As I step and push the door “If you’d like to be shown around
I
don’t mind being your shadow..” Welcome
to my land, welcome Ensemble Suavis May
I comprehend; are you the stars from the movies? Flute,
Oboe and Guitar, you've come from quite far To
lend a helping hand to our music pupils maybe? Wrote
a song for you, in the early morning hours Caught
a tune brand new, must’ve come from planet Mars Called
it ‘Sokkallim’, it kept on haunting me I
haunted it too; guess I missed a few bars. Gave
it to the three at the ‘Palace by the sea’ They
played it sweet and slow, my face radiated aglow A
glow of happiness, a new universal oneness How
it comforted me and gently encouraged me! Might
play it at the Monte, that’s what I’d been told Can’t
go to see them there, though I hope they strike gold Their
music in my brain, there I hear it again A
pleasurable pain; an out-of-season rain. Rehearsals
at Kala, lunch at ‘Marriot’ I
can’t escort you there cause six pounds’ all I've got Maybe
we could dine, if you think that will be fine At
a modest pub at nine and the pleasure would be mine. Wine
is bad for health and smoke does one no good Forget
fish and meat and eggs, I’ll treat you to veg-food Then
sip some steaming coffee to stir your blues away I’ll
sing you a lovely song, please tell me if I may? They've come from Trinity, with a vision in their mind They’re
gonna rock our city with a classical unwind The
white Bogmallo sands, bear the imprint of their feet While
the seaside shack prepares a lovely meal to eat. Well, Julia plays Oboe, she handles it quite wellSeventeen
years of super practice, she’s brilliant, I can tell She plays an ethereal solo with a range from Heaven to HellCome
on Julia! Encore Julia " at the concert I will yell!!! And
Florence " she’s a Belle, strums guitar with flair Her
Tangos and Flamencos are a breath of fresh air I
have also seen her teach, and teach she does with care Patient
tuition awaiting fruition, ever willing to share. “You
must be a magician!”, Amanda says to me I
wonder what she means, while we are having tea “I
mean the way you write, all in a single night” “ -
That’s my magic art with which I've touched your heart!”. Then
we walk the ramp, off the serene Mandovi river Julia’s
got a headache and I hope she doesn't catch a fever Won’t
you sit a while, no Florence is getting late Departing
in sweet sorrow, my words can hardly wait. We
walk down to the car, it isn't parked too far “I’ll
miss your girls I say” " “Then come with us to the U.K” They
move on while I stay and a silent prayer I pray By
the powers that might be " please keep them happy all day. And
by the way you three, the pink n black suits you fine, Flute
on your lips, light fingertips Amanda's eyes they seem to shine The Strums that you strum Florence , resound in me line after line, And Julia and her Oboe, oh..these are awesome girls, a trio divine! Tomorrow
is the grand day I know you’ll do your best Whatever
people may say, do face the acid test There
may be slight feed-back and that’s a sonic danger But
looking over you from the sound room, I’ll
be your guardian angel And
now it seems to me there’s nothing much to say Your
pre-programmed destiny will lead you the other way And
remember all you three, if say these words I may With
you all beside me I felt so happy today. Goa
is a land, where stories never end They
go on round and round, like this tell-tale wedding band If
you really like my poem, you`ve got lots more left to see And
thanks for metamorphosing a happier-peppier me. Epilogue: Had
a show that day but scrapped it for your sake I
tried to reach there girls with my bike without a brake Sometimes
I think I’m single and forget that I’m married No
wonder that the poor wife gets very very worried. I
must make a mention of the Monte concert episode Unforeseen
tension on the God-forsaken road My
bike has to break down on the outskirts of the city In
a river of flowing humans but a desert of humanity. I
finally reached the Monte, running walking breathless Imagine
my surprise. at being shoo-ed out; I was pass-less Hid
in the bell-tower, high above you all Breathed
a dusty shower, half-scared I might fall. The
bats up there and I heard your soulful melody On
the other side I saw a smiling `Our Lady` And
then the memorable encore, I ran down to your side Not
used to being stared-at, I wished I could just hide. And now that you
are leaving and we may never meet
I'd
love to see you again, your three faces so sweet Your
hearts flowed in the adlib. keep it that way OKAY? And
maybe one fine SOKKALIM, you will remember ROCKY!! © 2015 poetry-kiddo alienbabaAuthor's Note
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