Poem: Girl with a Cello

cello

In a diamond city night we’re
taxied through floodlit streets

angled snow alabasters old facades
medieval histories beyond all guessing

Flanders is frozen outside this misted glass
the two of us sitting nose to nose

our tongues loosening aperitif smiles
white burgundy cutting through brie

making heads light and cheeks flush
and toe touch toe

Our eyes meet when bare soul strokes calf
kissing slim fingers one by one

plied each day to taut cello strings
sneak previews to plots and suites of night

image and poem © copyright David F. Barker

* sorry, but this is an oldie!

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Poem ‘Girl with a Cello’

Girl with a Cello

In a diamond city night we’re
taxied through floodlit streets

angled snow alabasters old facades
medieval histories beyond all guessing

Flanders is frozen outside this misted glass
the two of us sitting nose to nose

our tongues loosening aperitif smiles
white burgundy cutting through brie

making heads light and cheeks flush
and toe touch toe

Our eyes meet when bare soul strokes calf
kissing slim fingers one by one

plied each day to taut cello strings
sneak previews to plots and suites of night

© copyright df barker 2012

Classical Music – My Current Favourites

Becoming a fan of BBC Radio 3 has increased my appreciation of classical music, and about time, too.
I have always had a soft spot for Vaughan Williams, and his 5th symphony is just wonderful… as is the 3rd… as is Tallis… as is Lark Ascending…
Anyway, that said, I never thought I would be a fan of Bach’s Cello Suites. Solo cello? Absolutely wonderful.
And neither had I heard Mussorgsky’s PIctures at an Exhibition as solo piano, the original in fact, before it was orchestrated by Ravel.
It all goes to show that there are always more world’s to be revealed. All you have to do is look.