Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

The Last Waltz

La dernière valse

From the skies
Clouds fall upon my dreams
I am up high, away from it all
I am far, but my tears still fall
I stand up and shout to Paris ( Pareee)
You left me, you left me here to fend alone
I can not danse, nor can I waltz
I am here, overlooking skylines of desire
Graveyards calling out my name
The clouds in the sky grey and dancing
The tour Eiffel stands up high
The symbol of all that makes me cry
I can not dance, nor can I waltz
Alizee Alizee go go go
Arête, arête my love simply won’t flow
Abelard died, and so must I
Lovers of love, wine runs dry
Poets and words, vices and crimes
Lovers of the majestic and the absurd
I was pushed over the ledge
In Versailles they left for me dead
Grandiose mirrors and artistic displays
I can not dance, nor can I waltz
So in the castle I will be slayed
By the demons of lovers
From the past, they do say
She left me here
On the left bank of the seine
So here I shall drown totally insane

Notes: I have on purpose used french spelling for some words in the poem.

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Keith O.J. Hunt November 27, 2014 at 2:05 PM Ahh, the sweet-sorrow..... Tres bon my friend! Always, Keith BTW, I'm back.... Arthur Vaso March 24, 2015 at 10:02 PM Thanks Keith! Somehow I missed this comment!

Juliette Girardot November 23, 2014 at 7:22 PM Le 226 vous vénère! Arthur Vaso March 24, 2015 at 10:01 PM Merci bien!

Maurice Yvonne November 23, 2014 at 2:59 PM Excellent write Arthur, belated congratulations.

Andrea Dietrich November 23, 2014 at 11:30 AM arthur, after i faved your poem, I went and saw Ken's and faved it too and then looked down and saw your comment to him that you had just posted a similar one. a nice coincidence, huh?

Nankoria Kourouma November 23, 2014 at 12:52 AM Nice poem and very creative

Eve Roper November 22, 2014 at 8:17 PM Arthur, sad but good write. Congratulations on the poem of the day:) eve Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 8:18 PM Thank you so much Eve, much appreciated!!

Nankoria Kourouma November 22, 2014 at 6:37 PM I love it and it is beautiful Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:49 PM Nankoria, thank you for your nice comment.

Chaim Wilson November 22, 2014 at 6:14 PM The Eiffel Tower and this poem are like steel and lace. Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:48 PM Thank you, so true and I see the beauty in both!

Gary Bateman November 22, 2014 at 5:42 PM Congratulations Arthur on Poem of the Day!! Very well-done Sir!! Best Always, Gary Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:47 PM Thank you Gary, cheers!

Nette Onclaud November 22, 2014 at 12:49 PM certainky a POTD for you, Arthur.. such finesse woven with charmed intensity.. you can dance!.. huggs Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:47 PM Thanks Nette, you wouldn't say that after I stepped on your feet!

David Meade November 22, 2014 at 10:41 AM The poem has echoes of bourgeoisie -- the Seine -- a river of drown love. Your poem is well done and mighty!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders November 22, 2014 at 7:50 AM Beautifully written in all its sadness...congrats on being chosen TPOD! Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:46 PM Thank you Rhonda, I really appreciate this, for some inexplicable reason I feel like writing a song about you! Help me!!! LOL https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSCibaH9AvU

Anne-Lise Andresen November 22, 2014 at 5:08 AM - Nice to read it again .... Congrats, Arthur ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:38 PM Thanks Anne Lise, the congrats is to all the fine poets who have inspired me and helped me!

Verlena S. Walker November 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM Nicely written Lian and Anne Lise.... Congratulations on be chosen as the poem of the day... Verlena Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:35 PM Thank you Lian and Anne Lise, this was a fun one, We must have had more wine than I thought, cause I dont remember all the fun we had together, but we sure must have had it !!!!!! :) :) Anne-Lise Andresen November 22, 2014 at 5:09 AM - Thanks, Verlena .... but it is on the "wrong side" :)

Eileen Manassian November 22, 2014 at 1:45 AM Vous etes magnifique! Atrocious spelling, I know. HA HA HA! Dear dear, I understand...took two years of French at Uni. I LOVE IT. But the spelling...out of this word. Talk about the numbers! Four twenties and an 8 to mean 88...COME ON! Ok...this poem is lovely, Arthur. So much sadness...NO...the graveyards are NOT calling your name. Be sure of that. You need to write and show that person who rejected you...you are pure gold ;) Fiction or not...that's my plot. Congrats on this FINE piece as POTD. Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:33 PM From someone as Talented as you, I tip my hat, thank you so much. Hugs

Kp Nunez November 22, 2014 at 1:33 AM This is why poets are praised for the drama while others are barely tolerated. Grandiose, yet restrained. Pained yet lightness is maintained. A 7 certainly is deserved. Kim Patrice :) Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:32 PM I bow to your great taste!!! Thank you so much! I find poetry like music, many tastes and anyone who writes and expresses, well I think thats fantastic.

Robert Lindley November 22, 2014 at 12:23 AM "She left me here On the left bank of the seine So here I shall drown totally insane" ^^^This ending sealed the deal my friend. No need to dance when able to write like this... Super 7 my friend... Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 12:24 AM Thanks Robert, I might just want to hire you!!! :)

Pandita Sietesantos November 21, 2014 at 11:40 PM Arthur, this is an extraordinary piece - lovely while tragic! Wow! I am so impressed by the story as well as the imagery! Bravo! Pandita Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 11:42 PM Thank you so much Pandita, this is one of my favs so I really appreciate your kind words!

Charmaine Chircop November 21, 2014 at 8:22 AM How sad this is yet how beautiful it flows-Charma. Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 9:07 PM Thank you Charmaine, I think the fluid and flowing of the poem was due to the wine that was also flowing! :)

Tim Smith November 21, 2014 at 3:51 AM Very fluid write my friend....enjoyed the scenery Tim Smith November 22, 2014 at 12:10 AM Lol...my cousin is being honored as coach of month at the Hawks vs Habs game....look for her...wait stay away from her :) Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 9:05 PM Thanks Tim , speaking of fluid, when we going for drinks? Before or after the HABS win the Stanley cup? :)

Anne-Lise Andresen November 21, 2014 at 2:36 AM - Arthur, a very well written poem ..... yes, it's deep and touching ... but, "see" your thought behind the words - Well done! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Arthur Vaso November 22, 2014 at 7:36 PM I hope you are smiling at the comment I made above!!!! :) Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 9:05 PM Thank you, a small confession, this was inspired by a french song!!

Dorian Petersen Potter November 21, 2014 at 2:00 AM Very sad but well written Arthur. Excellent poem! A 7 for me. Enjoyed reading it! :) Love and light! xxx D. Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 9:04 PM You are such a sweetie thank you so much!!!

Jan Allison November 21, 2014 at 1:37 AM oh so deep and sad Arthur:-( Hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso November 21, 2014 at 9:03 PM Thank you Jan, hope all is well with you!!