Beau Soir

Beau Soir

A Poem by df

inspired by debussy

I remember those French
paintings of oils and stains
on the canvas up high.
Stone vaults in the design
of converging arches.
The architecture was 
divine and you were too.
And the candles ran
down the aisles, some
waiting to be ignited
by the saintly
or by the passionate.
I cannot forget the
voices. The night sang 
and the cobblestone
was wet; the snow had 
Maybe the candles
had softened it.

© 2011 df

Author's Note

was originally entitled "I Rememeber" but I decided to name it after the song that inspired it. Beau Soir translated to Beautiul Evening. A perfect fit.

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This is a great piece. I love the way its soft but still has this lingering sense of, 'what if?'
The only thing I could think of that I would maybe change is the title, haha.
But I still adore this poem.

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Added on November 19, 2011
Last Updated on November 19, 2011
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