Words can't discribe;
Side by Side.
I leave you then
Thanks for listening... Dave.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
“Act well your part, that’s where honor lies”
Truly carved in stone on a path in Allegheny.
I am a soldier of passion, and bleed roses.
I care for one as a care for many.
Lead foot is a step behind the shadows
But the heart is ahead of the brain.
Shifting in the grass along the cement rows
I pause to look at a frozen angel again.
A staring glance pierces the soul of the living
Yet I’m allowed to break free without despair.
I walk on and act my part of the caring
To honor the passion that’s in the night air.
© 2011 Dave Schipper Rose Riversongs.
The top and bottom photos were found in Flickr, I do not claim ownership of them... they are wonderful though...
Back in August I met an angel I will never forget.
Time to kill, so why not in a hip part of steel town
Narrow road, red brick and yellow steel vignette
Whispers of steel workers told me to write them down.
I looked at the curbside sign for the Piccolo Forno
Smiled at the BYOB and decided to venture in
The smell of garlic, now I lust for a bordeaux.
To not feast on the moment would be a sin.
I find a spot against the wall with room to write
Focused and self absorbed I grab my pad & pen
Just as I begin a red leather menu is in my site
I instinctively thank her and begin to write again.
Moments later I hear “do you have any questions?”
I look up and suddenly am swept inside her eyes
We share a smile, “do you have a suggestion?”
I'd agreed to any she said, wow what a prize.
Her choppy black hair bangs and long neck
Quickly I thought this woman is Daphne Moon.
Jokingly I kept asking questions to hear her talk
Papardelle, farro, Lemon Risotto, better order soon.
A panini with soppressata was it, and she left
Also with my thoughts as she turned so graceful
I tried to write but anticipated being bereft
And indeed left with only memories of an Allegheny angel
© Dave Schipper 2011 Rose Riversongs