Oct 2015
WHISPERS*
I wanted to tell you,
to allow my words to roll,
then sway, like the way
Autumn air mingles
within the halls where
Lester Bowie played
“I Only Have Eyes For You”.
These laughing chords of
light-hearted brass fantasy
seduced you to
my intimacy;
surrounded you with
warm arms and
to dance you to a calypso embrace.
Or, so I hoped.
I wanted to tell you,
to sing my words,
fill pages
with the sound of poems
read just before the sun
disappears the night,
and we are sweet with
the scent and sweat
of liquid rhythmic sighing.
Or so I hoped.
Instead,
all I could do was blush,
then whisper your name
as my trembling fingers
traced your slightly
parted lips.
~~Aztec Warrior 2003~~
https://youtu.be/jRgERvzZf74
I wanted to tell you,
to allow my words to roll,
then sway, like the way
Autumn air mingles
within the halls where
Lester Bowie played
“I Only Have Eyes For You”.
These laughing chords of
light-hearted brass fantasy
seduced you to
my intimacy;
surrounded you with
warm arms and
to dance you to a calypso embrace.
Or, so I hoped.
I wanted to tell you,
to sing my words,
fill pages
with the sound of poems
read just before the sun
disappears the night,
and we are sweet with
the scent and sweat
of liquid rhythmic sighing.
Or so I hoped.
Instead,
all I could do was blush,
then whisper your name
as my trembling fingers
traced your slightly
parted lips.
~~Aztec Warrior 2003~~
https://youtu.be/jRgERvzZf74
an older poem that I found today digging around in old poetry notebooks. The music is Lester Bowie's Brass Fantasy version of
"I Only Have Eyes For You"
"I Only Have Eyes For You"
