The following poetry is a tribute to one of my all-time favourite fictional characters 'Judy Cooper Talbot' aka "The Black Stiletto". 'Judy' and her 5-book serial is the creation of award-winning author Raymond Benson. The title of the poetry here was originally conceived as a radio drama of sorts which never materialised. Therefore, the story of "The Black Stiletto" inspired me to develop the title as a tribute and further inspiration came from John Parr's "Restless Heart (Running Away with You)" from "The Running Man" (youtube vid link attached to poem). Thereafter, the poem became part of a blog article entitled "For the Love of Judy" which was also endorsed by Raymond Benson. The article will soon be updated and published via the 'Cosmic Dwellings' blog network. Hope you like "The Highest Steeple":
The song of the jukebox way below
With a tune for every son,
The whisper of darkness all around
With skyline above for one.
The rawness of anger tempting you
With dreams from yesteryear,
The barren pathway that lies ahead
With faces: vicious and dear.
The disguise of one that covers you
With the shine of black veneer,
The chase of screams - piercing high
With desolate souls now feared.
The past now present close behind
With crawling hands of dirt,
The stiletto unsheathed - so freely
With focus and sound alert.
The darkness of pupils piercing thru
With specks of flickering green,
The soulful journey: a darting shadow
With courage, alone to be seen.
The future of thoughts ponder anew
With journals of justice sown,
The city below the rooftops: free
With your mask of cover: unknown.
The Twelfth of Never sung in view
With hearts all broken and torn,
The years of your story unfolding
The calendar months now born.
The words are flowers all for you
With love and caring, unfold,
The affection from behind your mask
With a tear that reigns untold.
