At one
with the wind
in a midnight dress
a necklace
dripped around her throat
like raindrops
I didn’t buy
but should have
and
how she adored
the water-lily pond
I’d paint her
in delicious shades
myriad colours
but only an image
in the end
static
solid complete
now
heading
to Bemelmans
down Fifth Avenue
she dances
a dragonfly
in the winter dark
I catch her
twirl her
and the trees
don’t seem so empty
savour her voice
like fine caviar
study the liquid flow
of her legs
heels clicking on cobbles
my left foot
twists
and I wobble
breathe in her laugh
a detour
a walk into the park
skips along
snow-sieved paths
her hair
a merry jazz
in the bitter air
the strangers
think we are weird
and we find Alice
motionless in moonlight
a kiss on a cheek
sway circularly
until everything
smashes into a blur
and we spill
giggle like kids
seventeen again
can’t drink enough
of the evening
I ended up
in Wonderland
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
At one
with the wind
in a midnight dress
a necklace
dripped around her throat
like raindrops
I didn’t buy
but should have
and
how she adored
the water-lily pond
I’d paint her
in delicious shades
myriad colours
but only an image
in the end
static
solid complete
now
heading
to Bemelmans
down Fifth Avenue
she dances
a dragonfly
in the winter dark
I catch her
twirl her
and the trees
don’t seem so empty
savour her voice
like fine caviar
study the liquid flow
of her legs
heels clicking on cobbles
my left foot
twists
and I wobble
breathe in her laugh
a detour
a walk into the park
skips along
snow-sieved paths
her hair
a merry jazz
in the bitter air
the strangers
think we are weird
and we find Alice
motionless in moonlight
a kiss on a cheek
sway circularly
until everything
smashes into a blur
and we spill
giggle like kids
seventeen again
can’t drink enough
of the evening
I ended up
in Wonderland
Written: August 2014.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time, and another in the ongoing city series (the last of which was '$2.65'). The title comes from the character Holly Golightly from the novella/movie Breakfast at Tiffany's. 'Golightly' is intended as a slight play on words in this instance. The poem however is not about the character, and like most of my recent works, is not based on real events. Feedback always welcome and appreciated.
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