It’s all here
a few fleeting
musical moments
all here
prelude of themes intertwines—
wistful free child
flourishing largely
in sun of their arms
See, Mom’s blue-willow tea-cup
glitters in afternoon rays

Suddenly minor dirge
vibrates spoon on saucer
feel myself perched
in dark corner
want to grab Dad’s lifeless hand
bring him back but
only hear endless requiem
louder more persistent

My sprouting fingers
paint his stick figure
in garden sandbox
want him, miss him so
and from somewhere inside
I begin to will
overture’s minor melody to modulate
into flute’s healing whisper

Look, smiling-Mom draws velvet curtain
her love unspools itself
Dad appears
beaming in front row
I stride onto sun lit stage
childhood love-arias
vibrate in my throat
I make a solo
wistful free entrance
for my operetta
is about to begin

Marianne Lyon taught music for 43 years. After teaching in Hong Kong, she returned to the Napa Valley and is published in several literary magazines and reviews including The Ravens Perch, TWJM Magazine, Earth Daughters and Indiana Voice Journal. She was nominated for the Pushcart prize, 2017. She is a member of the California Writers Club and an Adjunct Professor at Touro University in California.