Originally posted by Fëanorvery cool man.
[b]An Odiferous OdeO’ Man that Loved life, brilliantly shining;
That sought none but shadows.
Strived, for daily wants and so pining;
Cast his heart nigh to weathered gallows.Beloved more than grey sky covered,
Of clouds moaning bloom.
And touched deeply, sighing the lovers;
Thus sealing fate to doom!Away! Bemoan the cry to Luna’s face.
A pall upon the ever-dark,
When kissed by her cold loving grace,
Therein lay the dwindling spark.O’ Man tread he the road night-coloured!
Nay! The light is lost!
In dreams lay he, as she doth hovered.
The land in hoary frost!The hand trembles to touch the dawning sun,
Retreat away the morn!
Shedding tears come nigh to one,
That lived, and died, but never born! [/B]
Autumn Comes the Winter's Morn
Gods and dreams awake in our nightly sleep,
Safely secured within our keep.
To play amongst the fields in Autumn.
Dance and sing the winter’s song a note solemn.
Beckon they the trumpets blast.
Chorded notes to hark of a past,
Golden seeming though wintry cold.
Brightly coloured leaves none so bold.
Many of these pine for a summer’s day,
When friends and lovers sought to play.
Roust about upon a golden sun,
Of happy times now forever gone.
Azure sky voluminously covered,
Of clouds grey low they hovered,
Above the land of bitter chill,
Of lakes and streams and dead daffodils.
I gave my heart for a soul to live,
Upon this wintry day.
But love denied my need to give,
So then I felt dismay!
Originally posted by Fëanor
HAHAHAHAHA!!!! 😆 you kill me, you know that? 😄
Originally posted by Fëanor
[b]Autumn Comes the Winter's MornGods and dreams awake in our nightly sleep,
Safely secured within our keep.
To play amongst the fields in Autumn.
Dance and sing the winter’s song a note solemn.Beckon they the trumpets blast.
Chorded notes to hark of a past,
Golden seeming though wintry cold.
Brightly coloured leaves none so bold.Many of these pine for a summer’s day,
When friends and lovers sought to play.
Roust about upon a golden sun,
Of happy times now forever gone.Azure sky voluminously covered,
Of clouds grey low they hovered,
Above the land of bitter chill,
Of lakes and streams and dead daffodils.I gave my heart for a soul to live,
Upon this wintry day.
But love denied my need to give,
So then I felt dismay! [/B]
Originally posted by FëanorI like it man... good poem for the weather here. and the emotional context is very accurate on life right now. cool clap
[b]Autumn Comes the Winter's MornGods and dreams awake in our nightly sleep,
Safely secured within our keep.
To play amongst the fields in Autumn.
Dance and sing the winter’s song a note solemn.Beckon they the trumpets blast.
Chorded notes to hark of a past,
Golden seeming though wintry cold.
Brightly coloured leaves none so bold.Many of these pine for a summer’s day,
When friends and lovers sought to play.
Roust about upon a golden sun,
Of happy times now forever gone.Azure sky voluminously covered,
Of clouds grey low they hovered,
Above the land of bitter chill,
Of lakes and streams and dead daffodils.I gave my heart for a soul to live,
Upon this wintry day.
But love denied my need to give,
So then I felt dismay! [/B]
Originally posted by Syrenthanks sy! habits are hard to break i suppose! 😛
Lovely, Fea... and your perfect punctuation and grammar only serves to make reading it all the more enjoyable. I know it's generally a given, but making that extra effort to ensure your work is legible really does help. Thanks for sharing 😉
Unreturned, A Denial of
Two hearts in rhythm they beat as one,
Like the sun that follows the moon.
And when mornings comes to bring the dawn,
You will forever be my boon.
Breathless longing to declare my yearning bliss.
And I, a humble man can do naught!
Wand’ring hearts, though wanting lack for a kiss.
The price I’ve paid was dearly bought.
She gave of me, that which I had not asked.
For hers was true without question.
As Herakles slaved, I could not perform the task.
And give in return with no hesitation.
Yet had I a moment to shy from despair,
The flowered field would bloom.
Seek I then a way to mend and repair,
This shadowed heart of gloom.
Alas! Alas! That road before me is gone.
Recessed away in memory.
And I alone will have never done,
The thing I would so happily.
Two hearts in rhythm they beat as one,
Like the sun that follows the moon.
And when mornings comes to bring the dawn,
You will forever be my boon.
I like it - as I like most of your work. Always so Keatsian, which is a great thing. I don't think 'one' and 'dawn' work as a rhyming couplet - like that running through the other verses - but either way I like the verse. I also think the line: 'Breathless longing to declare my yearning bliss' is lovely. Ahhhh...
yeah...i was having problems with that one too..'one' and 'dawn'. but i couldn't get myself out of that rut what with leo yelling to kate, "Don't let go!!!"
and i'll fill you in on a secret...that line you quoted, that came to my mind as i filled my eyes upon this female form trolloping through the mall today! Aaaah! y'gotta love being a man i say!
Originally posted by Fëanor
[b]Unreturned, A Denial ofTwo hearts in rhythm they beat as one,
Like the sun that follows the moon.
And when mornings comes to bring the dawn,
You will forever be my boon.Breathless longing to declare my yearning bliss.
And I, a humble man can do naught!
Wand’ring hearts, though wanting lack for a kiss.
The price I’ve paid was dearly bought.She gave of me, that which I had not asked.
For hers was true without question.
As Herakles slaved, I could not perform the task.
And give in return with no hesitation.Yet had I a moment to shy from despair,
The flowered field would bloom.
Seek I then a way to mend and repair,
This shadowed heart of gloom.Alas! Alas! That road before me is gone.
Recessed away in memory.
And I alone will have never done,
The thing I would so happily.Two hearts in rhythm they beat as one,
Like the sun that follows the moon.
And when mornings comes to bring the dawn,
You will forever be my boon. [/B]