Concierto de Arunjuez

Concierto de Arunjuez


Miles plays Rodrigo's concerto.
My black, icy heart's pierced with grief,
melting to this dark flamenco,
bleeding red and warm from relief.

My black, icy heart's pierced with grief,
wounded by an arrow of song.
I hear that sorrow's but a thief
I must wrestle with and be strong.

Melting to this dark flamenco,
cold winds still calling to my soul,
Miles' music repairs a hollow,
mending a jagged, gaping hole.

Bleeding red and warm from relief,
I cannot staunch the viscous flow.
For now I grasp just one belief,
Miles plays Rodrigo's concerto.


Prompt words: black, calling, dark, cold, ice, music, red, winds

Written for: "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest"