I will surround you in a gold plated frame
Carved from a maple tree that grew tall
A home bathed in silver, smooth as glass
What you see is the reflection of the past
Hostage to an image that betrays my hope
Captive in your gilded and merciless grip
I stare, desperately trying to look beyond the
Tear-stained eyes of the girl I used to be
200 years plus a day, I’ve hung on a wall
As banshees scream the blues, down by the bayou
Craved your soul, wanting it, needing it, whole
But mine you are, my precious star, performing for us all
Oh, the years you’ve kept me dancing
Waltzing with monsters from a painful past
Within your frame lives my darkest memories
Forever suggesting time is on your side. Not mine
Do not fear time, held in my embrace
Nor the past that evolved from the many faces
As seen through your eyes, as meant to be. Not mine
To free your self from this hold, is an impossibility
I close my eyes heavy with tears and turn away
Fury floods my veins as an angry hope rises anew
Images of a woman strong and victorious fill my mind
And with spirited fists I shatter your deception
Jagged edges that spread like starburst lines
Resembles a jigsaw puzzle of your so called life
Its hold meant to keep the mirrors image intact
Regardless of the cracks, you are still my star
Peering into the fractured image I find the key
A single shard of sympathy presents my blood, my essence
Taking hold I merge it with trembling flesh and shout
Fading quickly; at last a smile, I have set free your star
written by Rita and Antony ~ a duet
another play day, this time with a bestie, who is everyone’s bestie. I’m glad and honoured to call her mine too.
Rita of Oeuver And Out
I know you know her, so head over to her blog and say hello.
I’ve had the privileged of collaborating with many amazing artists. each one special in their own right. But this one with Rita just shot to the top. all due to one stanza in particular, the last one, penned by Rita. We hope you enjoy.
Rita, thank you for sharing your time and talent with me. But most of all, giving me a RMH!!!
While we wrote this piece, I asked you to close with a left hook and a right cross.
Darlin. You knocked me out. Am so proud of you. Please thank Mr. D from me.