Whilst they gather by the fire
beneath the glass chandelier
smoke slips around them
a gramophone tune rings dear
Wallpaper defines the room
champagne toasts given
recalling past holidays
recalling past holidays
when stardust fell from heaven
Where once a Parisian
blue scarf waved against her cheek
rests a violet net shawl
and an irised parakeet
Where once a Parisian
blue scarf waved against her cheek
rests a violet net shawl
and an irised parakeet
On the shelf sits a padlocked gold box
where old tales are kept
Where once hung a man's corduroy hat
the black cloak in which she wept
No more anguish from within
she smiles blissfully
and with a slight flair of bravura
waltzes away audaciously
Where once hung a man's corduroy hat
the black cloak in which she wept
No more anguish from within
she smiles blissfully
and with a slight flair of bravura
waltzes away audaciously
Wonderful art choices!! Love the poem, very good. Nanc
ReplyDeleteWelcome back...we did it! Thank you, Nanc!! I tried to imagine being in that picture.
ReplyDeletehow wonderful, what a lovely poem
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