Orchestrations

For the dverse prompt.

Franz_Marc-Birds_(Vögel)_(1914)

 

From the rolling red deeps
of fierce Dies irae,
purple splendour of Lacrimosa,

running light and sharp as hoarfrost
along the branch, the threaded pearls
of the Queen of the Night,

I leave behind the booming oceans
to walk beneath
the bending boughs of oboes

and the clarinet pipings of the thrush,
gathering the careless scattered notes,
red and gold, of finches a final bird salvo,

before the day fades
into the blue misted violins
of the setting sun.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

38 thoughts on “Orchestrations”

  1. Great image/poem pairing and use of colour, Jane. I love the chill of the lines:
    ‘running light and sharp as hoarfrost
    along the branch, the threaded pearls
    of the Queen of the Night’;
    the ‘bending boughs of oboes’; and the ‘blue misted violins / of the setting sun’.

  2. I love your orchestration of colours here, such a broad spectrum to choose from with orchestral music:
    ‘purple splendour of Lacrimosa,

    running light and sharp as hoarfrost’
    Such a delicate, delightful description!

  3. This is a lovely musical piece. Plus I love the play of (b) words in these lines:

    I leave behind the booming oceans
    to walk beneath
    the bending boughs of oboes

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