“This world we live in is the dance of the Creator. Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on.”
--Michael Jackson (Aug 29, 1958-June 25, 2009) The Dance
The black star zooms gold.
Wings of white flame torch his throat.
His voice has arrived.
A nest of brothers
and sisters…mother…father
cradle your dream’s tears.
First comes time, then change––
kissed into a sweet stupor
by lips of glazed song.
This magic is love
that spins your style platinum
and your soul brilliant.
A horn of plenty
spills from your hands into the
starved lives of millions.
Thus shines your genius,
and nations’ hearts sing loud in
the key of Michael.
Like bright gleaming spells
lighting Saturn’s fabled rings
you flashed classic moves.
Xenophobia––
you banished with a moonwalk…
danced hate into joy.
Tears freed your rhythm
and showered the earth’s dry tongue
with dazzling sweetness.
Who can say goodbye
to the muse of an era
born to outshine stars…
by Aberjhani
© Aug 2009
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Notes for an Elegy in the Key of Michael 2
Michael Jackson Legacies of a Globetrotting Moonwalking Philanthropist
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When I read "Michael Jackson: Legacies of a Globetrotting Moonwalking Philanthropist" (Part 1) (Part 2) I had a feeling that the author would follow that with great verses. I left a comment to that blog:
http://creativethinkersintl.ning.com/profiles/blog/show?id=1105089%3ABlogPost%3A59142&page=1#comment-1105089_Comment_59145
It takes a heart of a great maecenas and the Soul of a true Poet to Gift the Tributee with a constellation of thirty stars (Verse lines)titled, "Notes for an Elegy in the Key of Michael (I)".
In appreciation,
Dixie Dawn Michelle
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
That he died so young: tragic! And I am fifty now! Scary!!
The legend that was Michael comes alive in beautiful lines of rememberance for whom he was: a dancer and singer extraordinaire. Grew up with Michael and loved his music all these years: the day he died (the day before my 50th birthday) was a shocker, indeed. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.