Rhapsodic

He repeats Thunderbolts and lightning
perfect pitch, his father listening to Queen

last night the clear antecedent
to the upbeat jumbled serenade.

Dear Goddess, this child can sing!
We discover the resonance above stairs

accidentally. He’s tricked me into
descending first, and doesn’t follow.

I’m a singer, too, so I sink
into acoustics Alone Again, Naturally,

filling the air with pure angst.
Behind me softly, I’m coming,

ascending a whole note and increasing
volume each time he takes a step

until at last he sits beside me,
hugging, trilling, I’m he-ee-ee-ere!

and by now he’s beyond his second
octave, the space acclaiming

this gorgeous bright tone, the
passion and authority.  He’s stepped

beyond his three years into the well
of his full being, balancing us

with pure presence, the essence
of our joyful impromptu duet.

Inspired by: Upbeat, Jumble, Queen and Antecedent.  And these two songs. (Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, and Alone Again Naturally by Gilbert O’Sullivan.)

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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