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Author Name: Freeborderline_mary 4 Comments
Date Added: March 29, 2013 00:03:25 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
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Ennui
I walked an hour beneath a wet-ink sky,
On parchment and the traces of a way,
And followed songs I'd heard when it was day...
In lower places then, now straying high,
Moors formed from echoes when the night birds cry
Past temples, all at once too far away.
I learned that I'd forgotten how to pray,
And all I knew at last was how to lie.
But all the creeping crumbled stars were blind,
Their progress smeared in circles smiling wide
Through stippled firmament and cracking blue
And I left weeping, humbled, far behind,
No empty pen to show how I had tried,
Yet walking still, another hour, for you.
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Comments:
Comment By: Freejamieson steele on May 30, 2013 12:54:40 PM Report

Mary,

Love is tireless when you find it!

hmm,

Comment By: FreeSavannah Collins on April 27, 2013 04:32:55 PM Report
A most lovely sonnet, indeed! You are so very talented, and I cannot wait to read more. -Savannah.
Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on March 30, 2013 03:54:25 PM Report


this lovely sonnet is chock full of beautiful images that make me sigh...and shiver in awe!  favorite line, "moors formed from echoes when the night birds cry."  I know there must be a very personal meaning to this poem...would love to know the symbolism and meaning.  Love your sonnet, your iambic pentameter rocks!


 

Comment By: PremiumLindaM on March 29, 2013 01:30:30 AM Report

Beautifully penned sonnet, I enjoyed it.

Linda





 


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