Flowers woven in arches
Great gaping realms of color and canyon
Willows that dip dangerously into
What we knew to be reality
Fantastic failures:
The light is a butterfly
Reflecting images of their once memories
They don’t know
How relates the fury of a storm
They can’t know
How hard the wind will blow
When callused fingers caress the piano keys
Because they could only saunter by and
Fantasize
Of his next fabric of chords and melodies
Allegro!
Rubato!
Fortisimmo!
One dramatic dynamic
Red letter action that inspires
Fabulous, indescribable, luscious
Nightmares with dark classics
Jive with swing numbers long lost in their reveries
-such graceful sounds
Can we call them Earthly sounds
Oh what hurricanes they bring
Candid architecture solidifies
The society’s history major-
-recurring dreams
How they failed, plethora of hopes
Dashed
But the music
Kills the beast