Clima - his romance

Cherry

By littleditty

Tue, 05 Feb 2008
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A warm wind wanders through everything making bells. A glockenspiel knock is ticking the clocks of this clear night while art is a hungry stomach to consume him, or the hot air balloon to keep him aloft. Hold tight, this lightness all of a sudden doesn’t want to be alone. Tug tug tug the soles of his feet on the beach road, his toes wriggling the sand wanting freedom from touches, and yet sensing delight.

 
A near full moon follows paper down the street; a rustle lifts anticipation to salt dry lips. Now her music surfs the wind. Blow accordion, saxophone, and then the tone of her gypsy violin; she is dancing again on the boulevard before the dusty days sweep in. 
 
How art keeps him afloat, buoyant as guide line channels marking the sea with pathways, and she is saying ‘come to me’, walking, not walking; ‘or lift a coin through the air – and stay a while…’ He watches the crowd revel in her song.
 
You slice at ribbons
snip, snip, snip,
and it all goes dark
until you see yourself in the shine of the blade,
smiling,
take the blade away - you see –
you can’t cut ribbons of light…
 
He swallows the moon, wipes his sandman tired eyes, and her heavy lashes blink over the glass of cold water. They drink and their lips are wet and ruby red again.
 
“There are always strings,” she had said, 
“There will be one between your Island 
and mine tomorrow – you’ll see…” 
 
Yes – he had made her a gem. 
He had made her a stone.
 
They move around each other 
in easy circles of eight; shower, 
eat; she restrings her old violin, 
shuts the shiny case and leaves.
Certificate U
Story
proseypoems
Romance

Comments

Submitted by capoeiragem on
Beautiful, loved these lines: You slice at ribbons snip, snip, snip, and it all goes dark until you see yourself in the shine of the blade, smiling, take the blade away - you see – you can’t cut ribbons of light The rhythm of the piece is so dreamlike, flowing with such an effortless lyricism which is enhanced by the musical imagery throughout. Great prose poem, thanks!

Submitted by littleditty on
great! glad you liked it -not to everyones taste this kinda thing - i'm still thinking about Capitu since your write -got a comment somewhere for you, internet cut out twice ive tried to add it! Really enjoyed the Dom's Sonnet you wrote -cheers http://www.abctales.com/story/capoeiragem/dom-casmurros-sonnet#comment-2...