Oh To Dance With Angels

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

Going to memorise and record this and post separately. A bit melancholic. Apologies. Was really wanting to write about fancy dress but this came out instead. Oh the muse, it rarely behaves. <3
Anyway, this is for @moeknows @girlbeforemirror and @rensoul @robyneggs @clayboyn you beautiful beautiful people who have remembered me and been so supportive even though I vanished for yonks due to rubbish hands xxx warning: it's a little sad and you may prefer the videoed version

Oh To Dance With Angels

We last met long ago on a sad, lonely day,
You said you’d just lost
The best friend you’d ever had,
And I said I’d lost my way.
And your eyes were like toffee,
And your hands were firm and strong,
And my hands felt like butter melting as you held them,
And whispered sweet nothings, (sweet nothings,)
And I took each and every word of them
And carved our future into stone.

We danced upon our moonlit joy that night,
We threw our pasts into the sea,
Convinced ourselves not to believe
The skins we shed
Still trailed and bled
Behind:
As shadow ghosts that both of us
Needed too much not to see.

You called me sun and moon and stars,
I sparked up -
Lit the pyre inside your eyes,
A Venus to your splendid Mars;
You a Vulcan to my Aphrodite.
And when we stumbled on a box
Torn, battered in the wind,
You laughed and picked its contents up -
A latent fingerprint examining
Of relics from a long lost scene.
And as you did a moment passed,
When both of us felt the presence
Of one whose dreams
Might have been… But did not last.

You placed a pork pie hat upon my head,
I tore it off and tried to run away
But stopped, and turned -
You had my fag,
And so through smoke rings
And all those ancient, musty clothes
And things,
We both collapsed:
A pair of mismatched conjoined twins
In fancy dress,
Each pretending we were one again,
Each pretending we could sew and patch
Our dreams into a different end.

But when I woke,
I was alone,
Not certain if you’d ever been:
A tatty box of old clothes and keepsakes
In my arms,
Your best hat squashed between
The pillow seams.
And when I went to mouth your name
I found my lips were sewn together;
My tongue buttoned like your sheepskin coat;
My teeth strapped tight
In faded strips of shredded leather.

(*Whispered)
We last met long ago on a sad, lonely day,
You said you’d just lost the best friend
You’d ever had,
And I wept and said,
I’d lost my way.

All work is original and by me, Jackie Morrey-Grace

Pic: India Earl Photography

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Oh Wow yes I am crying so beautiful, so vivid I could see every scene. And the fact that it ended where it began, that was the cherry on top. BRAVO!!! @girlwithoutwings. I have been missing you, I woke up thinking about you and you had already left me a reply how synchronistic is that? Also if you are interested in this poetic piece getting more eyes, there is a lovely new community brewing, its called Steemit Vision Quest, this week's theme is "Angels Among Us" Here is the link. https://steemit.com/svq/@cabelindsay/steemit-vision-quest-week-3-angels-among-us

oh thank you for your lovely reply. You always say things so beautiful and speak so deeply from the heart. I've altered the ending ever so slightly. I partly feel like it's not quite finished -and partly feel like it is finished for me, just may be needs a little more explanation for the reader. Thank you for mentioning the new community I will pop a link in there if I can. As always much love <3

That extra extension, that extra longing, and reach, just goes deeper into a person's spirit. "I wept and said, I'd lost my way." Wow, I feel that extra. Thank you for an additional peek at your process, we are indeed kindred spirits because when I write poetry, I have to feel the rhythm or it is not finished. The rhythm of a poem must flow through the rhythmic scales it's like hearing the music of our creation from the inside of us. And only we know as the creator when the concerto or the symphony is complete.

https://steemit.com/svq/@girlwithoutwings/steemit-vision-quest-angels-among-us

Here you go <3 just loaded part 1 of my raven epic too. And yes, the process- for.me all about memorising and seeong how the words sit.argh cant ttpe xx

This is great. It reads so beautifully. Can totally imagine the whole scene.

https://steemit.com/svq/@girlwithoutwings/steemit-vision-quest-angels-among-us here is the recorded version if you would like to have a look and thank you so much for your kind words and for bothering to have a read. Sending some beautiful sunshine in your Direction xx

This is hauntingly beautiful.

You are an accomplished wordsmith weaving wonder through your words.

Thank~you.

With Love.

xox

I don't know whether you saw this or not but here is my recorded version. Thank you so much for your kind words it is so lovely of you to bother to pop in and say something. May you be having a beautiful day :) https://steemit.com/svq/@girlwithoutwings/steemit-vision-quest-angels-among-us

I love you girl. Everything you do is divine. You are my angel, I'm so glad you have flown back to us.
X

I love you too. <3 I've been seeing ravens everywhere by the way and I read a beautiful article about them other day - I had no idea they were such intelligent Birds. They can apparently understand people's behaviours and even facial expressions! They remember people too and the feeling those people had given them - I wonder if that's why we relate to them so well and they feel so special? They have a sixth sense about world xx

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