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To the Singer in the Red Wool Vest

Writer's picture: Lady MargotLady Margot

You stand on stage

in front of me

Your eyes - two stars

just singing


Where are you from?

Which planet, darlin’?

Your voice - old soul

still haunting


You look around

shy yet so strong

not knowing who I am - you said

I'm shrinking


You stand on stage

in front of me

Your eyes - two stars

just singing


You smile, then whisper

not knowing who I can be

the show goes on

still dreaming


Lady Margot



Yesterday, I witnessed an incredible live concert. I was mesmerized - by the performance, by her voice. I found myself writing these notes:


To the singer in the red wool vest—

Your eyes, are they sad?

Who are you?

Where do you come from?

Old soul.


Later that night, I wrote this poem.


You stood there, surrounded by people. I was unsure whether to approach you, to express my amazement for your performance. This is my way of doing it.


With gratitude,

V.

Feburary 2025

Soft Loft Live Concert Erlangen 2025
Soft Loft - Live Concert






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