The Grand Staircase

The ceiling lowers a chandelier’s glow,
A suspended drizzle of glass fireflies.
Marble tiers like a sharp-edged ruffle,
Scaled by lissome feet in buffed leather shod.
As jewels’ shine with sequins’ luster vies,
And pomade’s glints with brilliantine's scuffle,
A beauty to make all womanhood blush,
Ascends the stairs, and with her all eyes rise.
Silk gown’s long train trailing e’er so graceful,
A teardrop’s upflow that brings down a hush;
Young squires turn faithful.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 2/15/2018 8:29:00 PM
Bernard, your imagery is exquisite as I imagine the scene through your splendid words. 'A suspended drizzle of glass fireflies" is stunning. Beautifully poetic lines throughout, your final couplet is superb. A rich and scintillating poem my friend. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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Bernard Chan
Date: 2/16/2018 4:47:00 AM
Thank you so much, Susan! :)
Date: 2/4/2018 6:11:00 AM
Beautiful imagery Bernard and the finale when she ascends the stair to hushed watchers. Reminds me ofgrand staircases in a ballroom or hotel...Maria
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Bernard Chan
Date: 2/4/2018 7:40:00 AM
Thanks a lot, Maria!
Date: 1/31/2018 11:57:00 PM
stunning imagery and the squires definitely curtail the rest...esp. love those drizzling fireflies and the teardrop's upflow... :)
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Bernard Chan
Date: 2/1/2018 4:55:00 AM
Thanks a lot, taai! :)