PHantasmagoria by David Hart

Phantasmagoria by David Hart
I
You gaze silently
and stare squinting
through your stained glass panes.

Now pulling aside
sapphire drapes
of flowing somber samite
Replete with glowing organdy
You gaze out.

Lo, a lazy mesmerized
quixotic moon--
blithely blows kisses,
wryly winks
and coyly smiles.


Yea, a light seesaw of a day
of ecstasy and spritely delight--
now wanes to a quiet evening tune.


II
Transfixed you
muse --attent through moist
window panes.

And now enter the past pains
through
a flowing Rorschach panorama
of fluid specters--

a pentimento painting
of myriad serpentine days
metamorphosing
into mellifluous mellowing nights.

Now mirthful,
this moon merrily
mills reticent
clouds in a star
clustered plight.

The meeting with Morpheus...
--wondering of his mood--
cheery and cherry,
one hopes.


III

In the soft security
of your pliant bed--
a weary cheek cradled
in thoughts of this
day now blithely tread--

a voice and vision from the past--
"night night
nighty nite
sleep tight".

IV
Dreaming..
in a dream

Floating in the night skyscape
. . a phantasmagoria
of sensual sights and sounds. .

riding in a catamaran of gilded silk. .
over the still quiet town.

There's the tailor's shop,
the market place,
and the gurgling fountains of the park.

On to other lands afar. .
the Taj Mahal. .
the Great Wall of China
the winged maneuvers of a lark

V

Dreaming . . .
reeling red and yellow
sea horses laugh and dance
while
you roar
over tree tops . . .
mermaids now samba agog
with cheshire cats to the
music of Sergei Rachmaninoff .
shooting stars
of blue purple catching
bolts of lightening

VI
Dearest one
awake now
and stir . . .
To scents of frankincense
and myrrh . . voices of the past.

Long lingering in your cozy warm bed . .
with thoughts
tantalizing in your graceful head . .

Birds twitter
and herald yon
day's new light . . .
a new morn sun yields
cascading
delight.
David Hart 2006