Rhapsody in Blue
From the harbour bay
wandering along the cobbled streets,
when there I spy an
Old Curiosity Shop,
on entering a little bell rang -
once inside I gazed in wonder,
the musty redolence of age
fills me with anticipation
of times past - as I wander this
treasure trove of delights,
anticipation of long ago
classical...decorative works of art,
costume jewellery, rubies - emeralds...
gold and silver tantalize my senses,
then as I turned I was drawn
by the aesthetic image -
a Rhapsody in Blue...
a fairy tale fantasy,
a blue moon - so very rarely seen...
its radiance illuminates the sky,
a tree with golden leaves...
as Autumn softly welcomes Winter,
when from out of a hollow...
a faerie child pensively gazes,
soft milky white cheeks rest in hands...
her beautiful cherub features enchanting
to behold - such whimsical loveliness
swathed in blue lustrous satin,
her golden hair tied back in two plaits -
a blue satin band adorns around her crown,
her satin dress falls from her shoulders
giving her the look of a romany gypsy...
upon her arm - gold and blue pearls hang,
I think perhap she is dreaming of her rover,
her gypsy faerie prince...to wing their way
adventures to experience,
and so I take my leave
with my Rhapsody in Blue,
she will take pride of place
for everyone to thrill.