Friday, February 8, 2013

I wrote this Story Poem in 2008, but for those of you, who were not following my blog back then . . . hope you enjoy reading it on this blustery winter's day . . . .

Muse on the Red Wall photo Celticwoman.jpg

Muse on the Red Wall

I stood before the fresco
a Muse on a long forgotten red wall.
I had heard the stories
of this ancient beauty rare.
In daylight, it was said
should seekers come
to gaze upon her face
she captures visions
of their hearts and draws them in
with sapphire glance
 and beckonings
of distant flute and lyre .
When darkness falls
she dances, lithe grace
under candle glow
and moonlight.

  So unannounced . . . 
I did return that night
and sat beneath the willow
bent to see.
And there before me
as the moon passed
soft across the evening cloud
she stepped upon the grass
the red wall watching
and began her ancient dance.
It was then
I heard her voice so pure
like Celtic lilt adrift among the trees
a song to tear my heart forever more.
She sang as if for me to hear:

In my eyes are a thousand faces
 Dancing the dance of a thousand years. . .
the music and chants of all the children
dance my dance and cry my tears.

You and I . . . the face in the mirror
You and I . . . the footprints in sand
Born of a rhythm that rides on
born with the earth in the palm
of our hands.
Hear the music
that travels the centuries
Find your heartbeat
and hold on fast
You and I . . . just the face
in the mirror
The Song, the Song . . .
is all that will last.

Joanne Cucinello  
© 2004


  1. smiles...a bit of magic in that muse dance..think i need to find a willow and see what happens as the moon rises..smiles

    1. Thanks Claudia,
      I owned a Cafe' for years and an artist painted a beautiful Muse on the old red wall in back. Left me dreamy and full of imagery . . . and so emerged this poem. New to dVerse . . . excited!
      Checking out your blog too!

  2. nice..i did enjoy have a very lyrical voice...born of a rhythm that rides moon beams indeed...smiles..really quite lovely a verse..

    1. Thank you, Brian!
      I find myself getting lyrical when imagery floods this brain . . . I'm so glad you enjoyed!
      New to dVerse . . . and I'll be visiting your blog too!

  3. A beautiful poem. I love

    "The song, the song...
    is all that will last."

    That is sometimes how I feel when I listen to CERTAIN Cohen songs!

    1. Yes, there IS something that binds us to poetry set to music . . . songs that touch the heart!
      Thank you, Mary. I'm happy you commented. I just signed on to dVerse this morning, and I can't wait to explore other poets' work . . . yours included, of course.


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