Lazuline Pearls

Lazuline Pearls

A Poem by David W Moore III

an exerpt from From the Midst of the Maelstrom © 2010 David W Moore III

Just when the first note begins, 
the obsidian cowl nods,
and it ends.  
Infinite reflection 
reveals nothing: 
no effervescent brook 
no dialating candescence 
no opus magnum 
just a note 
echoing hauntingly. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 

Lazuline pearls drop 
bounce and return. 
The vacuum resonates 
instruments at hand, 
trembling slightly. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 

The chromic rale 
and ursula tamed 
the void tugging 
pulling to be filled. 

Oh sing a song! 
Sing a song never begun. 
Only the echo remains. 
Rejoined by the cosmic choir. 
The echo remains 
echo remains 

© 2010 David W Moore III

Author's Note

David W Moore III
For my son Christian. I still hear your song.

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evocative of something in and on a grand scale...and yet with such descriptives as nothing echoe longing vaccuum and void to effectively reflect that something haunts as an absentee...i see the pearls fall...hear their thud thud thud thud upon the floor and sense some deep and eternal sadness in the song that never is a song all the same...creating a sad ambience for which...i were aiming...strong piece...i respect and appreciate its existence...

Posted 11 Years Ago

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A lovely poem David, and a great tribute to your son. I love the part about the cosmic choir, its ethereal sounding.

Posted 1 Year Ago

I thought this was a good poem. It was a really nice write for your son. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago

A very nice poem .

Posted 11 Years Ago

It is very precise…
Your choice of images…
To convey the theme….
A peculiar feeling…threads the entire poem…
Which I cant put into words…
Loved it so much…

Posted 11 Years Ago

I think I have a clear understanding of this poem...i find it very moving David.

Posted 11 Years Ago

the echos of a song never begun, even the cosmos joins in...beautiful and yet so sad...the echos always remain with us.

Posted 11 Years Ago

This is beautiful... There's a deep sorrow and longing.

Posted 11 Years Ago

This sounds like it could be turned into a four part choral piece, I love it. Beautiful tribute to your son.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Elegant, classic, hauntingly elegiac.

"The chromic rale/and ursula tamed/waiting/anticipating/humming/thrumming/the void tugging/pulling to be filled." This was particularly intriguing, the packed arcana in such simple syllables.

The "echo remains" refrain extends the melancholy air into the greater abiding Mystery.

Posted 11 Years Ago

the echoes of a song never begun...yet sung all the same...reverberating in the depths of yearning core...resonating within sapphire shadows of longing...a melody set within despondent tones...carried upon flow of heart that has been sliced and splayed and turned inside out...evocative and lachrymose

Posted 11 Years Ago

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