Masked Ball - the Question

MASKED BALL – THE QUESTION

Maddening the music
In exotic minor key
Those ornate, blinding masks
That cherished memory

Scented the ambiance
Obscurely lit the hall
Rococo baroque and splendid
In period costume all

Which of them my goddess
My lady Persephony
All appear enchanting
Which enchantress she?

Will she our tryst remember
That October night’s repose
The special autumn’s moonlight
The wine, the red, red rose?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Babcock Avatar
November 29, 2012 at 2:01 PM
Love the flow of this poem. love phyl
Wesley Avatar
November 26, 2012 at 4:56 AM
What a party! Romance, touch of mystery and of course the music. The whole poem rocks with a memory to hold on to. Great read Dave. Love, Lizzie
Horsman Avatar
November 25, 2012 at 10:15 AM
love the picture you paint here....
Maverick Avatar
November 25, 2012 at 1:27 AM
I must say Daver; this write flows so Very well with a vibrancy, so well displayed, a pleasure to read, Joe.."
Dietrich Avatar
November 21, 2012 at 6:14 PM
Yes, I remember this and I love it!
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
November 21, 2012 at 1:53 PM
This is so good I am going on to the next one xx
Mac Donald Avatar
November 16, 2012 at 6:15 AM
This is lovely, Daver...can almost hear the music, the muffled whispers, and feel the mystery and intrigue. Not burlesque, but tender and romantic. Best wishes! Love, Mikki
Cavanaugh Avatar
November 15, 2012 at 10:04 AM
I love your Masked Ball poem. Especially the first two lines. Great work
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