Daver Austin Poet Narrative

Romance (For Amy)

ROMANCE

It was something by Schumann    or    Schubert
A Sonata for piano perhaps

I wouldn’t have cared
But the music fit the girl
Flawless in dress
Hair not short    not long    middling
It swept just mildly over forehead and cheek
Cupable shoulders
And the rest?
Not a line    not a curve too severe

She came at the same time each day
I strained to see her face. 
But my view was taken just far enough away
The vision much in profile
I must revel in her stride
Not short    not long    deliberate
Just right

In a flight of fancy
With missing dimensions of the physical     time and space
I decided she was form-in-isolation
A shape behind a scrim
Always coming
Always going
Leaving her ghost in wake

And the door would softly shut
A little space for dreaming
Then    this same piece
It was something by Schumann    or    Schubert
(no matter)
Each day played with more polish
‘til    at last    it sounded perfect to me

I must know that which she played
Its name    (lack of)    haunted me
This was my excuse
My excuse for knocking on the door

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Sara Kendrick June 15, 2010 at 4:19 PM Great soft romantic dreaming that you have done with this one.Keep the romantic pen flowing..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work about the Blackberries..I do enjoy blackberry cobbler and jam..Sara

Andrea Dietrich June 12, 2010 at 11:59 PM So soft and romantic, tones of the music she loves so much underlying it. I bet Amy is simply swooning to get this. Is this the poem you told me of a while back? Hey where have you been lately?? And what is this poem PD is talking about dedcating to you?? Luv, Andrea

Poet Destroyer A June 12, 2010 at 8:59 AM Enjoyed, Daver, loved and enjoyed your latest comment. Always looking forward to see real expressions on my poetry...I dedicated my latest poem to You hope you do not cut my HEAD___________...You can not miss the tittle,..SIDNEY LeeAnn

Carolyn Devonshire June 11, 2010 at 3:33 PM Amy will love the romantic man who hears this beautiful sonata each time he sees her, Daver. And I love the way it provoked you to make contact with her in the last verse. There was also something special to me in the "shape behind a scrim." Gives it an ethereal quality. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn