This one's for you

[Gwaihir]

This One’s For You

[White Room]

 

I haven’t been homesick for you in months..

I’m all grown up with a place of my own.

And then, your song comes on downstairs,

‘White Room’, (by Cream), and I see you dancing,

I see you there, sitting on the washer…

 

Stopping, starting, dancing in slow motion.

And every time a note fades out you freeze,

For each of their odd chords you have a pose.

Then suddenly the chorus stops—

You hold perfectly still waiting for it,

Then Bam, it strikes up again and you’re off.

A quick tempo and a rocking momma.

 

No! No, really I know you’re far away.

I don’t see you dancing, just wish I did.

Frankly, I’ll never hear that song again,

And not picture you there, dancing madly.

 

We always did music as a family.

Remembering one nice time we did it:

The night before I left for good--for school.

Drinking champagne and singing rock music!

You said I would never forget that night.

Christ were you right! Our family parties.

 

And every time I hear those chords again,

In fifty years, when so much time has passed,

I’ll see you in that kitchen, dancing.

But oh! I guess the thought will bring pain then.

I could never listen if you were gone,

No one could dance that song the way you did!

 

But that’s stupid, I’ll hear that song again,

In fact, damn if I don’t dance when I do!

[The Portrait of Zool]

~Zool~

 

Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword.

 

Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards.

 

Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know.

[Gyrfalcon]

*Gyr applauds* A wonderful poem, Gwaihir, though I don't quite understand the love of dancing...

 

Dancing has just never been something I've done.