Fingerspitz

[dedalus]

When the air is cold and the seas are rough,

we spend more time, as a rule,

on Fingerspitzgefuehl

than any other bluff.

 

At an abrupt break in the land

(where the young ragge´d cliffs now stand)

a rising, falling moan can be heard,

in echo to every sound and word.

 

And it was there I came on Friday

and stood by the fish fires

that each and every hut requires.

and thought this was my day ,

 

just as Monday can double for Sunday,

and Tuesday is a Blues Day,

Wednesday a coffee blends Day,

Thursday a curséd day and and Friday all my own.

 

O, O, Duc de Angouleme,

of burnished unforgotten fame,

share with me

this ratatouille

unknown

 

as the moon comes sliding out

to join the evening,

to shake and shimmy about

 

above, in an inky sky of love,

(deceiving more than one

dreamer and schemer)

 

as the clarinets clarinize

and trumpets theorize

alone and lonely in navy heaven.

 

(rough draft - 2 Be Cont)

[dcmarti1]

Emotive, kinda made me sad:

 

(deceiving more than one

dreamer and schemer)

 

Maybe cuz I be A'murkin, but this does read as something that ONLY a European could write. That's probably why you stuff usually hits me.

[dedalus]

Thanks, dc, for the comment. This is something I am trying to break since everything I write has a tendency to be Euroceentric, even a poem about the Mississippi river (written under water).

[dr_con]

Good Fun... An enjoyable, multifaceted riff... Thanks B!

 

Juris