concerto gendo

concerto gendo




peter, peter!
are you asleep?
i have
something
here to show you,
someone's here within the keep...

awaken now from slumbers lair,
here let me hold the light.
this is no
dream i bring to you
he is flesh and blood tonight!



why must i be awakened
at such an hour as this?
for i have softly slumbered here
wrapped in eternal bliss.
who is this man you rave about?
come over bring him close.
i've not the vision i once had
now that i am but a ghost.



this is the one i told you of,
the one we waited for.
but i'm not equal to the task
of writing him a score.

for many men you have enshrined
with your composers quill.
for here lies your beloved one,
who rests beside you still.



my angel brought sweet joy to me
the world will never know.
he set the standard of my work,
the very heart of concerto.
what could this one have done to you
to silence poets pen?
oh now i see with my near sight
his eyes have done you in.



o peter lift this curse from me
take gendo close to heart.
for verse is now adverse to me,
your music must impart.

the beauty of his wanting eyes.
the power resting there,
to fill my poet's heart with sighs
to wipe away all fears.



yes stephen i will take this man
and do what you have tasked.
for i know your heart is tender
and you would never ask,
a man like gendo anything
but intentions that are true.
and only that we uplift him
as all kind artists do.



take gendo then uplift his eyes
illuminate the stars!
leave nothing out
no room for doubt
for this is who we are.

for in this world and in the next
the beauty in us all,
is captured in the songs
of those
who follow their heart's call.






sjw 08/19/09 inspired at this very moment in time by the illuminated eyes of the one known as Gendo (with a little help from Peter Tchaikovsky).






From the 'beauty series' of poems