Monday, March 05, 2007

Sibilant Sing Along

The shadow of the deck chair swayed
to strumming strings of brass wound notes
floating on shallow pools of filtered sun.
Neither sharp, nor flat, nor stuttered staccato,
just soft, and pure, and steely sweet.

11 comments:

Masago said...

A pleasant weekend memory (on your boat?). Nice.

Kai C. said...

:-]

MB said...

Music like a swaying shadow — nice.

polona said...

superb stuff!

Margie said...

Very nice!
I enjoyed this one Pat!

Rethabile said...

What a nice bundled thought!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I have printed this out and going to read it to my older kids at school this week. It's perfect!
(I'll probably get out the guitar with it, too. :) )

Russell Ragsdale said...

I also wanted to say what a beautiful, moving image a swaying shaddow is, not to mention the dandy metaphore. I find the play of light and shaddow, like Hemmingway's old man (in A Clean, Well Lighted Place), most entrancing and evocative. This is wonderful. Pat!

Pat Paulk said...

Vaughn, yep on the boat. I was playing my guitar and I noticed the shadow of one of the deck chairs swaying back and forth. Of course the boat was gently rocking, but I preferred to think it was keeping time with the music. Thanks!!

Thanks Kai!!

MB, it was!!

Thanks Polona!!

Thanks Margie!!

Rethabile, thank you!!

Andrew, thank you for such a kind compliment!! I know I'm repeating myself, but, at my age I'm allowed.

Thanks Russell!! I loved that story of his. Interesting comparison.

Janice Thomson said...

What a lovely and soothing image this creates Pat.
...and thanks for your comments :)

steve said...

springtime, sunshine, shadows & strumming - great combination! Had me gemtly rioking the chair here.