in vellum rooms and beams
filtered light of late afternoon
falls as dust motes lazily rest
on cold mantles and time
behind the skirting
a mouse skitters
hopeful of fallen pomegranate seeds
down wide corridors
hangs the scent of damp ash and wax
and long forgotten silent faces
listen to the sound of baby grand
ivory and manuscripts turning
in the hands of the master.
26/8/12
The latest
Mag over at Tess's. The image is The Big Room by Andrew Wyeth
This is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI can see the mouse skittering among the silent corridors ~ Nice one ~
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery, the mouse skittering looking for food, the long forgotten faces, silent listening to piano, possibly being played by Beethoven himself.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem.
Lovely write...when we first moved to Willow Manor, the color we painted the walls was called "vellum"...
ReplyDeletenice...you really capture the essence of the house, nearly empty except the master turning pages....and his music...i like this it has a lot of texture...
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful composition about a beautiful composition. I love it and I thank you for sharing,Kay. =D
ReplyDeleteLovely. I really dig the sensuality of the descriptions, the smells, light, textures. Good!
ReplyDeleteA baby grand just waiting for the master's touch. Yes, let the music play! 'If music be the food of love play on' so said the Bard! Wonderful write, Kay!
ReplyDeleteHank
Hank
beautiful and that is exactly what is missing from the room, the baby grand would fit perfectly and fill the room.
ReplyDeleteThis is so atmospheric and evocative. I could feel and smell and hear it all.
ReplyDeleteI really found myself located here, smelling the smells, hearing the skittering...lovely..
ReplyDeleteLovely descriptive piece.
ReplyDeleteI like this! So it's a pomegranate!Great descriptions,i.e.vellum rooms. I especially love the last three lines. Very nice. Someone else made reference to a piano too. It's very fitting.
ReplyDeletehi yvonne, its a pomegranate to me!!..the musical reference comes from the bust of beethoven on the windowsill, thanks for visiting..x
ReplyDeletehi everyone..thank you so much for your lovely comments....you make my day...x Kay
ReplyDeleteI agree....love it
ReplyDeletecan almost feel the emptiness
Gorgeous. I love "vellum" and the way the pages are watched by the master. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful interplay of what was and what is: long forgotten silent faces/a mouse skitters. This was a treat to read.
ReplyDeleteI love all the sensory elements you've brought into play here. Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteAfter going to Charleston house today, this sums up what i saw...the beauty was adoring the walls, and the secret conversations of artists echoed throughout...you would have loved it xxx
ReplyDelete