Elegy to REM ember past, present and future dames of my dream
Well nigh every night finds me to sit bolt upright (bright eyed and bushy tailed) when deeply immersed in dreamland if only to recaptcha a figment of my overactive imagination ably linkedin to forsaken relationships that never manifested into fleshed out destiny teasing me for being such a foolish lad letting potential love's labour's lost beget regret, delivering nothing but disappointment and grief and duly allowing, enabling, and providing another more assertive beau to savor lovin' spoonfuls because yours truly (me) did not give them (fair lassies) chase to Gather ye rosebuds while ye may (the first line from the poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time" by Robert Herrick); Actually, the words come originally from the Book of Wisdom in the Bible, chapter 2, verse 8. It was the inspiration for several works of art:
Stubborn illusions of glandular grandeur subsequently vie for attention, and supplant thwarting awaited visit from the sandman, which eagerness to bathe consciousness with fantastical webbed wide world overtakes me to slumber. Tis boot a blink of eyes, when lids become submerged into subconscious. Once transition from wakefulness to unconsciousness envelops, an alluring female apparition materializes. This luminescence halo delivers joyousness. Aye behold ethereal maiden. She will emerge while I remain somnambulant. Tis with utmost avidity this wordsmith alights, when nightly occurrences ply radiant willowy wisp. She bedazzles fleeting lustrous poignancy. Although imaginary, this holograph spellbinds. The lass perches slipstream between wakefulness and sleep. While awaiting nightly return of fabulous essence, I crafted and softly sing the following verse.
Chorus:
she danced with a feverish spring and stepped as if in the air
no worries existed for whose well being she did care
with eyes of sparkling emeralds with a shimmering flair
amber waves brought serenity from her flowing glistening hair
attracting like a magnet every person she that came near
spreading infectious contagion of happiness every where!
tossed out the fashion boutique on a cushion four square led
this lady in red
with her snug outfit against her slim body did wed
pizzazz and personality that bred
this well healed nanny with high street cred
made sure charges looked spiffy and well fed
chorus:
she danced with a feverish spring and stepped as if in the air
no worries existed for whose well being she did care
with eyes of sparkling emeralds with a shimmering flair
amber waves brought serenity from her flowing glistening hair
attracting like a magnet every person she that came near
spreading infectious contagion of happiness every where!
atop shoulders bounced a well coiffed and adorable head
drawing followers wherever she led
and listened to her soothing sotto voce voice no matter what she said
chorus:
she danced with a feverish spring and stepped as if in the air
no worries existed for whose well being she did care
with eyes of sparkling emeralds with a shimmering flair
amber waves brought serenity from her flowing glistening hair
attracting like a magnet every person she that came near
spreading infectious contagion of happiness every where!