Stiletto Shoes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Stiletto shoes
Red
Floating in the air
To-night:
With spluttered blood
Tracking
Tracking
A night owl
Off her boughs
In the high
Heavens
Circling.

Furrowed brow
Vexed spirit
Soul existentialist
Level of hormones
Poetical and
Verse
Up to the brim
The Artist kneels
Before the Muse

The nightingales
Stopped
They sung
Right after
Dusk.
But now
They sing
Not
As usual
As they do
In the dark night.

Strikes
Mid-night.
Shadows move
In a Dantesque dance
To and fro
A background music
Of medieval tunes
Florentine scent and
Wine
Venetian violins
And
And
A midnight
That deepens, deepens.
Ever-deepens.