Poetry

"Pastoral" published Spring 2010 thewriteplaceatthewritetime.org

Pastoral


Inspired by Beethoven's Pastoral Symphony

by Margaret Lincoln

First, they tune
Reverberating, random
then all together
silky smooth F Major
like fog curling on the moors.
I resonate
ears to toes
as though they bowed my diaphragm.

I touch the brook as it undulates
bucolic, rolling by verdant banks.
A lark trills on the winds
Woody throaty and low
a mourning dove.

The village crowd
exuberant
toe tapping
merry dancers to rustic tunes.
I feel simple joy
clear like brass
and the bells of lambs.

Rumbling and pounding
the bass summons Valkries
dissonant chords
electric
snapping
a low buzz.
I taste rain
a symphonic drenching.

Breathe!

Overtures of calm
after the storm
Allegretto
gratefulness in three quarter time
I glimpse the sun.

Beside me
the lady snores.