Mary E.W. Stephenson Poet Rhyme

Chillin' With Debussy

Today, there are no busy little feet running through the house
    with high pitched voices that threaten to pierce my solitude.
    I made it clear to my lover and others with pending issues, this
    is my day of interlude.
    Today with a full glass of chardonnay I am breaking free.
    Today I am chillin' with Debussy.
    I inserted the piece to my earphone into my ear.
    I turned up the volume loud enough to transport me to another
    atmosphere.

    The prelude moves me with the mastery of the free flowing rhythmic
     patterns of Debussy Reverie.

    My soul surrenders to the intoxicating arranged movements of  
     Arabesque
    and Suite Bergamasque.
    In my blissful state of mind, I conjured up an image of dark silhouette 
    doing pirouettes on the wall. 
    Nothing is so sweet and groovy as the affair I am having with
    Debussy.

    As a faithful mistress,I let the smooth composition of Clair de Lune
    carry me to a white sandy beach, where I am mesmerized with the view
    of the tide stealing the shore.     
    I am completely contented to linger there, but there is an intrusion of
    another score.

    I was soon lost to the beautiful and alluring rhythm of  Trois
     Nocturnes..
    A consummated poetry.
    I am of the same mind to the interpretation of a descending sun into
    the sea somewhere in a South Eastern country.
    
    Oh honey, please!
     There is nothing so calming as Estampes 
    Memories of rain cascading down my window pane brings on a show.
     Oh, how splendid is the flow.
    
    I am attentive to the jubilant and stimulating pace of La Petit Negre,
    and I am enlightened of the flavoring of the era of Ragtime.
    A rendition of an era so sublime.


    There is a tear in the time and the day has been devoured by the
    evening.
    Yet every minute of the day has been peachy,
    chillin' with Debussy   



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Chuck Melugin September 2, 2016 at 3:23 PM 'Talk about a hideaway in the house and relaxation flow as the notes caress your soul! 7 My best, chuck Mary E.W. Stephenson September 3, 2016 at 1:11 PM Thank you for your encouraging comments it means a lot to me.