i remember the first time

i remember the first time
you played for me
your hands danced
as though upon that tiny stage
melodious and mighty
the phrasing sings wordless
toneful and soul lifting.
am i a vagrant heart
thread worn bone chilled
where winds take and release
carry me upon that note
as i stood upon the pier
alone until you touched my hand
fingers warm from dancing
they pulled sparks
the sea is vast and we can compass
any direction but not everyone
messengers amiss tardy though
the word is stopped than go
full of powerful insight
a glance into the heart
refracted in a coloured hue
where doors open silent
red underfoot from cathay
the bales piled high and heady
lost not for orient found
not for trying not for chance
snake eyes fixed bet for the inverse
folding lengthwise the bill would tell
hungry pockets gain
for departing for the old rain
fell in the evening dim
roads still and with sheen
hooves dance upon the cobbles
oil lantern swaying to the time
kept in haste these getaways

Reviews

[Ghost of Jupiter]

"alone until you touched my hand
fingers warm from dancing
they pulled sparks"

Lovely as always... would be interested in the insperation behind this one. :)

[J.E. Stroud]

Very beautiful...