The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #54518 Message #844809
Posted By: Amos
10-Dec-02 - 03:50 PM
Thread Name: BS: MUDCAT CHRISTMAS TAVERN '02
Subject: RE: BS: MUDCAT CHRISTMAS TAVERN '02
Love is a star that will not shine
Til the hour of your return.
And I count the days in cups of wine,
And the candles I have burned...."
The stranger plucks the Dreadnought's baritone range and sings quietly across the evening chatter, noticing, across the frosted parking lot and past the shadowed branches of the guarding tree beyond, the faint glimmer of a rising star penetrating the long dark and frozen night without.
He winks at the Fiddler and her precious sweet instrument across the floort, and they break into the "Florida Blues" at an outrageous clip, just as though it was planned... .
The Capuccin wakes up from the hearth corner, and sopmewhat sleepily seeks the coat-tails of his companion's jacket, and makes his way up to his favorite shoulder, where he crouches smilling quietly at the noise and motion around, and sways and waves in time to the blood-warming rhythms, as the long evening gallops on into the unknown.