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light spills from
the street lamp
pooling at your feet
a rainy evening
reflecting images
dancing one
upon another
setting the tone
for raindrops
musical serenade
© November 2012
Renee Espriu
Personal Harvest
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a visual carpet of color
captures my eyes
dances upon my head
surrounding me
thin as tissue paper
albeit tiny veins
like a map of even
smaller proportion
i grab my coat closer
watching my own
personal harvest as
the wind carries them
across city streets
i remember all the
years past when i
shared them with you
© October 2012
Renee Espriu
Jazz Melodies
Smoke filled room radiates music
sweet and low like the base of a
cello with notes wafting away on
carbon particles sent billowing
from pursed lips on cigarettes a
heady ambiance of slow jazziness
Holding the mic close like a lover
eyes closed, head tilted back to
hypnotize the audience enraptured
like star gazers longing to travel
with her along roller coaster notes
C sharp high, B flat low and mellow
Lights from the stage show shadowy
figures, drinks in hand as haunting
melodies dance across a piano keyboard
drawing the dancers to the floor in
rhythmic succession stepping to the
beat as she belts out notes ever faster
© October 2011 Renee Espriu
My love for Jazz and the musical realm it portrays has always been a part of my life and after getting to know the author of a particular site I found myself drawn to the idea of posting something for the music I love and also to dedicate it to one who sings it beautifully and with passion. This one is for you Amy! I so appreciate you and all you do. You can find Amy and all of her recent writes plus an awesome interview at http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com
I Will Remember
Like fleeting images of photos that
dance before my eyes I remember
you, as yesterday’s warm sun against
my skin, I remember you and the
warmth rushes in and sadness too
all caressing me gently as you,
yes, I remember you
As the mirror portrays our likeness as
I peer into its’ glass the reflection is
you smiling bringing you close from the
past for a moment we look at each
other, just briefly I hear your laugh, I
ride the tide along with you in the
memories of my past
In the letters of words written, in the
birthday cards sealed with your kiss
that you sent every year I was blessed
that said what you could not and really
what it is that you meant to, of all the
hurt and good times, of the times I will
never forget
When I look in the face of my children,
the grandchildren too, their dance in this
life is your dance, the one that I always
knew and loved because it was yours and
you gave to all of us now for us to remind
us always and always to be mindful, yes
I will remember you
© May 2011 Renee Espriu
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