The Party
From the Hubble Telescope
ubiquitous moment
the turning of eye
unshod pattern of time’s skirt
lashed to the mannered
politeness
of social norms
the patter of sibilance
murmuring across cocktailed dresses
breeze mouthing at hem and
sleeve
hearts poured out onto toast
points
meant to hold bruschetta,
the brittle loneliness
soothed by a waft of Chanel
a wine spritzer, a tingle
to alert tongue to words
no one really wants to hear
and
all the while
the skilled strings of Vivaldi
float underneath
the heartbreak of the wealthy
That last stanza was the clincher for me ~ If I am in that party, I just want to listen to the strings of Vivaldi ~
ReplyDeleteThank you Heaven! I love Vivaldi actually
DeleteOh my, this sounds like quite a 'chilly' dinner party! Very well written.
ReplyDeleteIndeed it would be Mary! Thank you for the read and comments!
DeleteI love the simple, yet eloquent words you used here! It's like you're channeling Emily Dickinson! Powerful punch packed into few words that say soo much. Awesome!
ReplyDeleteHey Cyndi--thank you!
DeleteI've been to this party~it's how i became a wallflower.
ReplyDeleteI like how you used the colourful but cold expanse of space to describe it.
Wonderful expression
I'm never more lonely than in a crowd.
~rick
I think that can be true for all of us---this can be a distancing experience instead of a bonding one--
DeleteThe image from the Hubble telescope is breathtaking. Wow. And I love the way you set this scene, with the underlying sadness of the wealthy disenchanted.....love the undertone of Vivaldi - great background!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Sherry!
DeleteThe heartbreak of the wealthy. I guess money doesn't buy happiness at all. Beautiful imagery, lovely choice of music too.
ReplyDeletethe richly sensuous details of the poem engage all the senses and make the poem a wonderful experience.and what a picture! just wow.
ReplyDeletehearts poured out onto toast points
ReplyDeletemeant to hold bruschetta,
the brittle loneliness
my fav part above...you set the atmospere of this poem very well with your imagery too...love all the detail...
Love the images projected here, Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThe ambience is perfect! Good company, elegantly dressing,good conversations, 'soothed by a waft of Chanel' and good music. It might have to be Vivaldi's 'The Four Seasons' I guess! Nicely Audrey!
ReplyDeleteHank
Correction - ...elegant dressing..
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Fantastic!! I love this part:
ReplyDeletehearts poured out onto toast points
meant to hold bruschetta,
the brittle loneliness
and the ending was lovely :-)
"The heartbreak of the wealthy" Whew, indeed, spoken with a little compassion, a lot of satire. Effective juxtapositions, including your choice of photo!
ReplyDeletewow so many great images to fill the senses and slightly sad, really well done.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and powerful!
ReplyDeleteThis made me shiver. The language is very vivid and conveys the image perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI'm with SaraV. This part was perfectly clever:
ReplyDelete"hearts poured out onto toast points
meant to hold bruschetta"
Excellent word choice throughout. Language fit the topic nicely.
Chilling :)
ReplyDeleteAudrey, I used to play piano and sing at these types of affairs, often in mansions of said wealthy people. They were all so sad, so worried about the stock market. You truly etched the veneer beautifully... and the hearts served on toast points? Brill. Peace, Amy
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What a lovely time you have had!
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