the light breeze
cooled the morning sun
daytrip Venice
had begun
vantage views
from a vaporetto
inch-by-inch
the skyline began to grow
St Marks cameinto view
etched on a sky so blue
tourist scrambled
from the boat
sensory feelings inside emote
ambling along piazzas wide
campanile renaissance
a city's pride
byzantine palaces bridge of sighs
facias painted
in pastel dyes
gothic churches candles ablaze
carvings to draw the gaze
depicted ceilings vivant tableau
golden bedecked reredos
pizza italiano barolo red wine
relax chat then dine
'neath parasoled
courtyard shade
as gondaliers anchor
to quayside arcade
homward along canal grande
below balconies
overhanging sun-tanned
houses emulsioned terracotta bold
kaleidoscopic memories
made manifold
Cyril Power who had a wife named Dolly
was a champion linocutter*,by golly
after the Blitz,another art he chose
restoring pulpits&reredos
*https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/834185
the light breeze
cooled the morning sun
daytrip Venice
had begun
vantage views
from a vaporetto
inch-by-inch
the skyline began to grow
St Marks cameinto view
etched on a sky so blue
tourist scrambled
from the boat
sensory feelings inside emote
ambling along piazzas wide
campanile renaissance
a city's pride
byzantine palaces bridge of sighs
facias painted
in pastel dyes
gothic churches candles ablaze
carvings to draw the gaze
depicted ceilings vivant tableau
golden bedecked reredos
pizza italiano barolo red wine
relax chat then dine
'neath parasoled
courtyard shade
as gondaliers anchor
to quayside arcade
homward along canal grande
below balconies
overhanging sun-tanned
houses emulsioned terracotta bold
kaleidoscopic memories
made manifold
The priest prolonged chants speaking somber tone.
Resplendent vestments white were cambric light,
embroidered gold with deep blue colors shown.
Man's mediator nigh in great God's sight.
Above, in gilded niches reredos' height,
wrought marble statues gave down sweet cast smiles.
Apse alter piece held candle flames all bright,
now throwing shades of light on floor's brown tiles.
Filled pews of people lined for chalice, Host,
then Jose, Dona Rose with daughter came.
Thus kneeling, waited priest and wafer toast.
To wait, receiving both in time the same.
At rails short stay, it wasn't she to blame.
For Arracho stood three near pews away.
Ave Maria! Eyes held same old flame.
Hands came together raised as though to pray.
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