Maestro (Poem) by Sara L. Russell

[Sara Louise]

Maestro
Sara L. Russell 21:01, 02/02/2006

Andante he plays, with a bittersweet air,
With his pale features drawn in ethereal joy,
With sunlight from her window to halo his hair;
He's a favourite musician within her employ.

"Mareschal, Mareschal, lay down your bow,
Lay your instrument down in its casket of teak,
For your lips hold the melody mine thirst to know
And your delicate bowmanship renders me weak."

Monsieur Mareschal smiles, continues his tune
Though the lady's entreaties still beckon him on
And his violin sings of a full hunter's moon
Which the lovers of old spent their wishes upon.

"Mareschal, Mareschal, lay down your bow,
Hither now, let me savour your kisses like wine,
Like such nectar as only Eros may bestow,
Bring your tall, slender body to cleave unto mine."

As his notes start to falter, his heart speeds to race,
He is closing his eyes as she's bolting the door,
Sets his instrument carefully down in its case,
Then shirt follows overcoat onto the floor.

"Mareschal!" over and over, she cries,
As they writhe by the hearth of her bedchamber's fire,
Both lost to the passions that flutter their eyes,
As mistress of loves claims maestro of desire.

[Sara Louise]

Thank you Dixie Dawn Michelle and SoulPoetry! I appreciate your nice comments!

[Dixie Dawn Michelle]

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Fantastic imagery here, "Maestro" (Poem) by Sara L. Russell. This poem is a poetic majestic. Its symbolism prods the reader to cerebrate on libidinal energy and sensuality. A bouquet of beautiful flowers diffusing sublime emotions.

Much gratitude to the author for enriching the English language and the major art.

In appreciation,

Dixie Dawn Michelle

[Cendrine Marrouat]

I find this poem amazing. The wording and the rhythm are exquisite!

[Sara Louise]

To Robby.... you played music while you washed dishes? Maestro is a good nickname to have, anyway... :)

[Sara Louise]

Thanks Vickie! :) This poem was actually inspired by a saucy photo feature in a certain liberated womens' magazine, of a guy with angelic-looking long curly blond hair, playing a violin for his "mistress". As the photos progressed, he was wearing less and less, lol!! ;) And the woman in the photos ended up in a clinch with him.

[Robby Baby (Poet of Amour)]

You know, they used to call me Maestro at my old dishwashing job, because of my music playing, and particularly my poetry LOL I have had so many nicknames over the past few years, all good ones thankfully. I have a tendency to pick up nicknames, I don't know why :)

[Romantic Poetess]

Oh Yes Sara, this is a Lovely Romantic Poem
Love's Passion Melding Inside Desires Conquest
Peace, Love & Poetry
Vickie

[Sara Louise]

Thanks Aberjhani and Robby-Baby! I'm glad you like it :)

[Author-Poet Aberjhani]

Very finely-tuned artistry in these beautiful romantic lines.

Aberjhani

[Robby Baby (Poet of Amour)]

:) I'd like to think I'm this kind of a musician LOL Very nice pace/feel to it. The refrain is used very well. Is the full hunters moon reffering in any way to the hunter goddess Diana? Probably not, but just wondering.

This was a very relaxing read of love. Nice job.