Poem -

Dancing With Chopin---a Fantasy perhaps?

Dancing With Chopin

By Jude Kyrie

Vienna 1896

Do you like Chopin she whispered.?
Yes Milady I love Chopin.
Then we shall dance sir.
The darkened ballroom was lit
only by the candelabra
of the moon and stars.

As they waltzed to his nocturne
The pianist delicately flowed
each beautiful note,  like raindrops
falling softly in the nighttime.
She was so lovely in her gown
So much what he wanted
But in a station far beyond his.

He had promised her.
Even if they could not be as one
In this lifetime he would wait
for her in the next and they
would spend eternity together.

Vienna 2014

Each night they
met in the famous old ballroom
they would dance to Chopin
only Chopin, forever.

As the soft darkness of night
melted into
the approaching light
of dawn they faded
leaving only silence.

The old caretaker
approached the ballroom.
And said to himself 
I am sure I heard Chopin again.

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Tony Taylor

Jude, I've only just started reading your pieces and they are stunning writes,.........you have one helluva talent going on here girl............this piece has such romantic charm......and graceful timing.....you can almost hear the music.....the way you floated your tempo was perfect...........just loved it.......beautiful.......keep on writing, you're a pleasure to read...........tony   xxx

Reply
Poem -

Winterfall

Renewal

Winterfall
The trees were white a frosty skeleton
It was the change of season
Its old...

Poem -

The river wild

Warning anger

The river fell from high in graceful mountains
It had a life of many emotions and it could roar in...

Poem -

The willow

Wjisdom

The willow tree is in mourning
It has seen all the sadness of the past
It's swaying branches...

Latest poems in Freestyle, Romance

Poem -

A DREAM

A DREAM

A DREAM

Poem -

the spider

often
the spider comes
seeking upside down corners
upside down worlds
He is...

Poem -

tapping the Glass

All of life
presents itself for viewing
painted in the colours of a cold
god

...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com