Everything seems stuckin this cold gold morning
We're alone
a dulcian melody and I
This music
swells up the air
enhances the trees
strips the sun.
enhances the trees
strips the sun.
The morning turns looming
and solemn
as if something special was about to happen.
And I hum
as if something special was about to happen.
And I hum
In my dream I dreamt
And I prayed that you dreamed me
As I dream you.
And I prayed that you dreamed me
As I dream you.
_______________________________________posted for d'verse
{Firstly written 'fagot', Spanish bassoon}
{Firstly written 'fagot', Spanish bassoon}
15 comments:
"The morning turns looming
and solemn
as if something special was about to happen." Beautiful...there is "something special" even in the relaxed/tension of "maybe"
Damn! Yeah, I think that's how it works!
...alone with a fagot melody...this sounds just awesome to me...love the dreamy mood of this dulce..and not dreaming OF one another but dreaming one another... just perfect...sigh..
This is dreamy and sweet .....
Love the ending which lives up to your blog name--sweeter poetry indeed. Reality is nothing without a few good dreams.
Left with such a dream state, a great dreamy verse.
Sweet dreams.. this I like.
Thanks for your kind words in my blog as I needed it.
Lovely-- you might need to enlighten us across the pond re "fagot melody" as that has a not so nice meaning here-- unless you meant it that way. this is very evocative-- I would take small issue with use of the word "special" in a poem-- you might think of an image that conveys that through the senses.. always a challenge! xj
"...you dream me as I dream you"!
WOW! There is some love in those word-thoughts. I am sure your prayer was answered, Dulce.
Sweeter Dreams, Girl!
for me the last stanza is beautiful...a familiar wish that feels like a warm blanket...i was thrown a bit by fagot myself...
The fagot melody..wow that ia a great line it drew me into the poem and took me to another place and time. Well done. ..bkm
oh so sweet I am sure they dreamed of you too wonderful write
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/11/the-day-of-the-dead/#comment-1682
Beautiful poem.... stunning, beautiful poem.. You completely won my heart. The whole "fagot" reference? It's just a cultural thing in the US, a slur against homosexuals, and I'm not sure but I think the slur is spelled with 2 g's. I wouldn't worry about it because not for one minute did I feel like you were slurring anyone, this poem can not possibly be seen as anything other than a deep, real, beautiful confession of love... but I think the word others are looking for might be "fagotto", a term used for the woodwind instrument, bassoon.
Sorry for this 'Lost In Translation' thing- it's been fun after all.
Thanks John,
...but see what I found in Wikipedia:
'Bassoon', variously called fagotto, faggot, fagott, fagot.
I decided to change the instrument for a 'Dulcian'- similar sounds... :-)
Thanks everyone for visiting and commenting in S.P.
♥ Dulce ♥
Wonderful simplicity that doesn't sell your subject short. I admire the way you wrapped up so much in just a (relatively) few lines. I enjoyed this.
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