THE SUNLIGHT CAUGHT IN HER VOICE
The darkness
of her hair
& the blue
in her eye
sang of her
& transformed
the world
into a beauty
a child could see
notes like
drops of rain dripping
from a branch
the sunlight caught
in her voice
memory forever
holding still
the song of the blue
in her eye
the song of the darkness
in her hair.
* * * * * * *
AND THE SONG SUNG
And the song
sung to please
had its own
song
that hid
within the song
or ran in &
out among the words
like delighted child
hovering above
or lingering below
the melody line
the song of my mother
singing singing
as if her heart
would break
or break
the heart of others
the song
that sang her
hiding now
at its finish
in the toss of her hair
the tear in her eye.
* * * * * * *
EVEN TIME STOPPED TO LISTEN
In my mind
you will be
always singing
forever held
in the spell
of your voice
even Time
stops to listen
& I
always your child
lost in the magic
of your song
eternally.
* * * * * * *
I awoke at 2.30 in the morning with the image of your mother and the song of her blue eyes and black hair singing in my mind and wrote these 3 poems down as if in a dream and went to sleep again. I awoke to the morning and they were still there. I hope they do her justice. See now how you who have set her singing in your poems…set her singing in my heart now.
I can hear this in your gorgeous Irish lilt. Simply lovely. t x
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Donall, my heart is made to rejoice every time I read these poems, for the true dedication is not to Scarlett, but to Allegra, one of the most fantastic ladies you could ever know. My mom truly sang the songs for me, gave me my independent spirit, taught me all of life's great lessons, and showed me how to be strong. She and my Da were married forever it seemed, and when he died, she never remarried, for she said, 'He was my own true love...' She set the example for me of how to have a joyful spirit, and for that lesson, I will be forever grateful. What a lady she was, and how I miss those beautiful blue 'Irish Eyes, ' but I am truly her 'forever' child. Thank you, my dearest friend, for this beautiful tribute to my Irish Lassie.