The Marquis of the Mountain
The marquis of the mountain is alone tonight
None of his lovely lady friends can join him
Circumstances of life and decisions made
He is not sad… …not really
He listens to the moans of the wind outside his home
He does not pine
In hand a glass of wine
A caress of music in his ears
He does not want to feel
He would rather not think
He would rather dream
It is too early for sleep
He thinks of her
He falls asleep in spite of himself
And dreams
Another year is extinguished
The lord of the mountain
Is still here
For the time being
© Copyright 2015 Regis Auffray
Le Marquis de la Montagne
Le marquis sur sa montagne est seul ce soir
Aucune de ses bonnes amies ne sont avec lui
Circonstances de la vie et de décisions prises
Il n’est pas triste… …pas vraiment
Il écoute les gémissements du vent à l’extérieur de sa demeure
Il ne se plaint pas
Un verre de vin à la main
Une caresse de musique dans les oreilles
Il ne veut rien ressentir
Il préfère ne pas réfléchir
Il aimerait mieux rêver
Mais il est trop tôt pour le sommeil
Il pense à elle
Il s’endort en dépit de lui-même
Il rêve
Une autre année s’éteint
Le marquis de la montagne
Est toujours là
Pour le moment
© 2015 Régis Auffray
Sandie
Alone in the mountains ain't so bad.
Time to reflect, ah but then you said you'd rather not think.
I know the feeling.
Walt
The absolute charm of this poem for me is it's title and the enigmatic atmosphere you have created....eerily beautiful....
Best wishes for this New Year....full of promise for the taking..
Diana....
I keep on telling you she is on her way and
possibly you have seen her already---
Always,
Deborah
Connie
Michael D.
hug
Kathy
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
Blessings,
Christine
Thanks and best wishes.....
The music and a glass of wine to sooth...
Dreams of the "Marquis" sublime..
Lady Mary Ann