Alice dusts the smoke off her shoes
We are tripping the light fantastic
A simple climb up
Knots on edge
Sea spray
A narrow path we walk
Hold on tight she whispers
The gravel crunches
He holds the telephone up into the night
Is this what you hear
So many voices
All a pattern and a verse
We walk along the edge
Follow the patterns
Whisper a tune
Alice dusts the smoke off her shoes
We are tripping the light fantastic.
Alice dusts the smoke off her shoes
ReplyDeleteWe are tripping the light fantastic... just love the imagery!
I am not sure whether that is good or bad to hear "so many voices". Mind you "tripping the light fantastic" has always been a dream, except it is true now I am old and trip up over my own feet a lot!
ReplyDeletelove being with you and Alice :) ladylee x
ReplyDeleteLike Rajani, I am struck by the perfection of your opening image. Another stunning portrait of Alice.
ReplyDeleteThe imagery is interesting. I almost hear the voices 'all pattern and verse'...good one.
ReplyDeleteI love the opening lines, Jae, and I love the little hint at setting in the lines:
ReplyDelete'A simple climb up
Knots on edge
Sea spray
A narrow path we walk'.
"Tripping the light fantastic," how beautiful is that?
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of tripping the light fantastic!
ReplyDeleteindeed why carry dust when one can trip the light fantastic. Good to see Alice in such a mood
ReplyDeleteHave a nice Sunday Jae
much love...
Walking a path beside the sea.....so beautiful. I especially love "follow the patterns / whisper a tune." Tripping the light fantastic sounds quite awesome.
ReplyDeleteEven a narrow path bestrewn with crunchy gravel is better than no path at all. Best wishes to you and Alice as you journey on.
ReplyDeleteI always read your poetry aloud, in a misty tone, eyes slightly clothes, seeing the speaker and Alice living the words. I keep on imagining the dusting of the smoke...
ReplyDeleteTripping the light fantastic...wonderful. Blowing the smoke off her shoes...another fantastic line. Alice is so wise.
ReplyDeleteThese words called for walking the edge. Well wordled.
ReplyDeleteYou made me think past the well-known phrase to its origin in John Milton--so I looked it up, and I think you will enjoy it:
ReplyDeleteFrom John Milton's "L’Allegro" (1645):
"Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee
Jest, and youthful Jollity,
Quips and cranks and wanton wiles,
Nods and becks and wreathed smiles
Such as hang on Hebe’s cheek,
And love to live in dimple sleek;
Sport that wrinkled Care derides,
And Laughter holding both his sides.
Come, and trip it, as you go,
On the light fantastic toe;
And in thy right hand lead with thee
The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty;
And, if I give thee honour due,
Mirth, admit me of thy crew,
To live with her, and live with thee,
In unreproved pleasures free ..."
(Of course the mood differs, LOL. Are you smiling?)
::-)
DeleteI love how the voices are framed by your opening and closing images--just spot on--
ReplyDeleteOk, OK, get your feet back on the ground and have some tea... : )
ReplyDeleteZQ
I love the idea of tripping the light !
ReplyDeleteInteresting visuals you have here.
ReplyDeleteit seems like a tricky trip. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks to all
ReplyDeleteDance the light fantastic, and please don't trip. Be safe up there on the heights.
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