THE SUNLIGHT CAUGHT IN HER VOICE <br /> <br />The darkness <br />of her hair <br /> <br />& the blue <br />in her eye <br /> <br />sang of her <br /> <br />& transformed <br />the world <br /> <br />into a beauty <br />a child could see <br /> <br />notes like <br />drops of rain dripping <br /> <br />from a branch <br /> <br />the sunlight caught <br />in her voice <br /> <br />memory forever <br />holding still <br /> <br />the song of the blue <br />in her eye <br /> <br />the song of the darkness <br />in her hair. <br /> <br /> <br />* * * * * * * <br /> <br />AND THE SONG SUNG <br /> <br />And the song <br />sung to please <br /> <br />had its own <br />song <br /> <br />that hid <br />within the song <br /> <br />or ran in & <br />out among the words <br /> <br />like delighted child <br /> <br />hovering above <br />or lingering below <br /> <br />the melody line <br /> <br />the song of my mother <br />singing singing <br /> <br />as if her heart <br />would break <br /> <br />or break <br />the heart of others <br /> <br />the song <br />that sang her <br /> <br />hiding now <br />at its finish <br /> <br />in the toss of her hair <br />the tear in her eye. <br /> <br />* * * * * * * <br /> <br />EVEN TIME STOPPED TO LISTEN <br /> <br />In my mind <br />you will be <br /> <br />always singing <br /> <br />forever held <br />in the spell <br /> <br />of your voice <br /> <br />even Time <br />stops to listen <br /> <br />& I <br />always your child <br /> <br />lost in the magic <br />of your song <br /> <br />eternally. <br /> <br /> <br />* * * * * * * <br />I awoke at 2.30 in the morning with the image of your mother and the song of her blue eyes and black hair singing in my mind and wrote these 3 poems down as if in a dream and went to sleep again. I awoke to the morning and they were still there. I hope they do her justice. See now how you who have set her singing in your poems…set her singing in my heart now.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/songs-for-scarlett/
