Thursday, 11 December 2008
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ON FIRE AND FALLING TO PIECES
I don't know why but I really love this one, I put it on my website too. Don't forget to check that out at www.ravens-brew.com
On Fire and Falling to Pieces
(written while listening to Patsy Cline)
stoke
this fire
of autumn
feel it burning
shades of heat reflect
Miles with his sultry sound
first rains whisper kind of blue
a bronze harvest with untamed moon
Miles rides his trumpet made in heaven
leaves lace backstreets splashing color and sound
a scrumptious feast for all senses intense
fall of thirty-two, the voice was born
Patsy warms me like Jack straight up
contralto fire, cooling days
restless night on the road
after midnight walk
she was pure fire
in autumn
sullen
stoke
stoke
untamed
aggression
chasing rhythm
ferocious and deep
with sweet dreams I scribble
cheating hearts and bitches brew
breathlessly grasp and inhale song
loneliness hisses, dance to a poem
caress melody, pure legends sizzle
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Comments (18)
Oh I love this. I am enjoying your book in fact I am going to buy three for my daughters and one for a friend. Hope you have one of your greatest Christmas ever. May God Bless you and your loved ones. Judi
this fire of autumn warms ........
you write so beautifully!
@jassmine - You have just warmed my heart on this freezing Winter day!
Glad I could warm your heart on this cold day. Love you, Judi
I was never a Patsy fan, but I have fond memories of Jack straight up! Nice poem, btw.
dan
I'm crazy about Patsy and I love this poem too.
Lovely poem.... really beautiful
Recommended.
Cool...etherees!!!
deep....nuff said
I love it! Miles, Patsy, and Jack. What a combination of sultry sounds, passion, and liquid heat!
sultry indeed ... i like very much ...
thanks to someone's rec ; ) i came to visit and so glad i did! i'm a fan of ee cummings, too, along with those musical geniuses. so i love how you jazzed the poem peaks on the page. good job!
Patsy rocks....
I always prefer Jack straight up, myself - wonderful!
just checked out your website. It's gorgeous!
Patsy will do that to a person. :) Wondrous.
Love the concrete poem, like the Golden Gate Bridge, stretching over and then back. Very cool!!
Where you been you are missed. Judi