Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears
La Mia Musa
By Clarissa McFairy
Imagination is my magic carpet,
my muse, my wings
It lifts me so I can touch the stars
and cradles me in the deep
of the deepest ocean
If my heart is the drum
my imagination is the beat
If my lungs are the harp,
my imagination is the twang
It strums my every breath,
sigh, smile and glistening tear;
it is the singer and the song,
my music and my maestro;
it calls the tune and the tempo:
glissando, capriciosso, furioso
It is the dolcissimo in a kiss
and desire’s double bassoon
But on il balcone di amore,
it is a troubadour
singing to a mandolin moon
Clarissa McFairy’s most recent poem to appear here was Emotional Scones, published as part of Contributor Series 8: Feast and Famine.
I swayed with a light heart to every word.
Bellisimo…I loved this …!especially the last verse ,which is a superb exit !It is always so very difficult to finish a poem leaving the reader still enchanted ……this did just that ….!
Beautiful! I love the delight in language and the music of this poem.