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Love Was The Dizzy Balcony
Love was the dizzy balcony
Where she waited, half afraid,
Of stars in the night and the
Poetry
Of a Spanish serenade.
Love was a graceful polonaise
Danced in the Kingdom of Sighs
Where the heart stands up like a petticoat
And falls when the music dies.
The lanterns burned orange with laughter,
The music was brilliant and loud
And the serpent leaped between them
As they stumbled into the crowd.
She thought that he was a handsome prince
Who lead her onto the floor,
Numb to the pangs of a woman grown
Who had never danced before.
The lanterns burned orange with fever,
Like stars in a blueblack sea,
The prince, he lolled in a corner drunk,
And the whores crawled on his knee.
Love was a single, high pitched note,
Caustic and silver clear,
Nothing less trite than a broken heart
Or a shattered chandelier.
Where she waited, half afraid,
Of stars in the night and the
Poetry
Of a Spanish serenade.
Love was a graceful polonaise
Danced in the Kingdom of Sighs
Where the heart stands up like a petticoat
And falls when the music dies.
The lanterns burned orange with laughter,
The music was brilliant and loud
And the serpent leaped between them
As they stumbled into the crowd.
She thought that he was a handsome prince
Who lead her onto the floor,
Numb to the pangs of a woman grown
Who had never danced before.
The lanterns burned orange with fever,
Like stars in a blueblack sea,
The prince, he lolled in a corner drunk,
And the whores crawled on his knee.
Love was a single, high pitched note,
Caustic and silver clear,
Nothing less trite than a broken heart
Or a shattered chandelier.
Published 16th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
16th Jan 2013 10:20pm
Lovely rhythm & flow to this beautiful poem. Well done, Olivia!
Anonymous
17th Jan 2013 11:41am
Another nice tale told by you, I really love your poetry!!! It has many aspects in it, sometimes a playfulness which is like a sparkle
19th Jan 2013 5:58am
A fine lyric with vivid images such as "The lanterns burned orange with fever, Like stars in a blueblack sea," My favorite line would be "Where the heart stands up like a petticoat And falls when the music dies." You've obviously paid much attention to the cadence as it moves along quite well.
