Having read Ashe’s “Nights” I recalled a poem about a dream I had written a few years ago. I repost it now to honour hers.
The gown in liquid folds
Sky blue edged in indigo
Counterpoints her
White hair piled in thoughtful
Random fashion to reveal her
Alabaster shoulders
The scent of Lavender
Strapless
With the silhouette of a far
Younger woman
Grace and poise
Serenity and love
A full moon rising from the depths
Frames her in art nouveau
Facing away
Turning at my footstep
Her smile welcoming
Her opera gloved hand
Reaches out to mine
The touch electric
The orchestra
A rhapsody in blue
Gently drifting effortlessly
To eternity
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2018-08-26 at 14:30
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Rhapsody in Blue
The gown in liquid folds
Sky blue edged in indigo
Counterpoints her
White hair piled in thoughtful
Random fashion to reveal her
Alabaster shoulders
The scent of Lavender
Strapless
With the silhouette of a far
Younger woman
Grace and poise
Serenity and love
A full moon rising from the depths
Frames her in art nouveau
Facing away
Turning at my footstep
Her smile welcoming
Her opera gloved hand
Reaches out to mine
The touch electric
The orchestra
A rhapsody in blue
Gently drifting effortlessly
To eternity
Poetry by josephus
Read 557 times
Written on 2018-08-26 at 14:30
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