Crimson gem set in
Honeysuckle filigree
Cardinal resting
Crimson gem set in
Honeysuckle filigree
Cardinal resting
We’ve been going there since the late 60s
Red plush seats
Ivory-colored walls
Ornate with sculpted shapes
Patterns
Faces and vases
Gold-leaf highlights
As the hour approaches
Far below
On the stage
Instrumentalists
Move into sections
Concert Master appears
An A is sounded
Tuning begins
Then silence
Audience awaits
Tuxedoed conductor emerges
Taking the podium
Cues the orchestra
Magic and wonder fill the room
I often feel
On those evenings
Nothing else exists
Hurtling through the universe
Alone in this space
Unique in its own timelessness
Creations of those long departed
Made present
©2019 Thomas W. Cummins
North woods of Minnesota
Smoke
Haze
Deep red-orange rising sun
Shining through the effect
Of Canada’s wildfires
Reflecting a gray sky
The lake below is calm
On the surface comes a disturbance
A boat’s wake
Catches the sun’s iridescence
And for a moment
Like a fluorescent orange molten metal
The rays are stirred into
Slate gray water
(more...)
Following last night’s storms here in the woods by the lake, a reprise of an earlier post.
Going through boxes and boxes of stuff in preparation for downsizing during the next decade, or so.
I was quite young when I wrote this. Perhaps it was 55 years ago. Nevertheless, here it is