by andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England, UK
May 2012 722 Views 21 comments
Something.....For the weekend (Please add to!)
It seems, the time has come to put away childish things,
Real life, I think, has beckoned,
.....I ponder as the doorbell rings.....
A change I never would have reckoned....
Has waved its hand over thoughts inflection,
There where,forest lore,
....Meets gate of sky perfection....
Outside my door, man from nevermore.....
"Never have I seen before
Yet in his hands is an offering
A silhoette of a beauty
So endearing
His weary eyes so glowing
His lips so amusing
Carrying in his soul
Silence, beyond deciphering."
'The man from nevermore he sighed
Held out the life I'd never had,
Hot tears fell to his cheeks and dried
His silence almost drove me mad'
A silence beyond all human comprehension
It was meant to be a golden translation
A figure in white,silhouetted against a blue sky
With an offering of peace he drew nigh.
Tis a special gift , and free to all,
Who hear the knock and receive the call
then leave themselves and follow keen
an image seen in quiet pool, and languid stream
Tho' dark and distant becomes more clear
With faith and hope and love held dear...
He dropped his head
within the light
YES!
I knew him!
"Nevermore"!
Yet closer I looked, changes there were
There were tracks of tears upon it
Where once were written words of shame
Had changed to words of wisdom
How could this change have happened so
Was really to me an enigma...
He traveled far and wide, this man from Nevermore
Running away, hiding from the light
Only to find he can’t from his conscience part;
For like a shadow it followed him day and night
angel dancing...
asleep, happed upon a memory, one angelic night
recalled an age of reason, when everything was right
to search no longer, he'd found his goal!
but fast came the dawn, abrupt and rife with portend
alas for he, such a gentle soul
again without warning, joyous time was at end
OK then...elo has kindly supplied the second verse...
Windy weatherly the third....Thanks LB for the 4th...You too Paloma for the 5th...Scher for the 6th...Sophia for the 7th, Steve the 8th, and OrientalKoru for the 9th...And thankyou Hedi for the 10th
still room for a lot more yet though!...lol
Real life, I think, has beckoned,
.....I ponder as the doorbell rings.....
A change I never would have reckoned....
Has waved its hand over thoughts inflection,
There where,forest lore,
....Meets gate of sky perfection....
Outside my door, man from nevermore.....
"Never have I seen before
Yet in his hands is an offering
A silhoette of a beauty
So endearing
His weary eyes so glowing
His lips so amusing
Carrying in his soul
Silence, beyond deciphering."
'The man from nevermore he sighed
Held out the life I'd never had,
Hot tears fell to his cheeks and dried
His silence almost drove me mad'
A silence beyond all human comprehension
It was meant to be a golden translation
A figure in white,silhouetted against a blue sky
With an offering of peace he drew nigh.
Tis a special gift , and free to all,
Who hear the knock and receive the call
then leave themselves and follow keen
an image seen in quiet pool, and languid stream
Tho' dark and distant becomes more clear
With faith and hope and love held dear...
He dropped his head
within the light
YES!
I knew him!
"Nevermore"!
Yet closer I looked, changes there were
There were tracks of tears upon it
Where once were written words of shame
Had changed to words of wisdom
How could this change have happened so
Was really to me an enigma...
He traveled far and wide, this man from Nevermore
Running away, hiding from the light
Only to find he can’t from his conscience part;
For like a shadow it followed him day and night
angel dancing...
asleep, happed upon a memory, one angelic night
recalled an age of reason, when everything was right
to search no longer, he'd found his goal!
but fast came the dawn, abrupt and rife with portend
alas for he, such a gentle soul
again without warning, joyous time was at end
OK then...elo has kindly supplied the second verse...
Windy weatherly the third....Thanks LB for the 4th...You too Paloma for the 5th...Scher for the 6th...Sophia for the 7th, Steve the 8th, and OrientalKoru for the 9th...And thankyou Hedi for the 10th
still room for a lot more yet though!...lol
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
Sorry to have been away again....I had to move house and my computer died....but all good again now, I missed you all....Anyway....would anyone like to write the next verse to this little story?...It might be interesting to see where it goes....lol...Give it a go....Andrew...xxx
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Comments (21)
there where,forest lore,
....meets gate of sky perfection....
outside my door man from nevermore.....
elo..I love this kinda thing..it could go anywhere...
Yet in his hands is an offering
A silhoette of a beauty
So endearing"
Wwhat about this Sir Andrew?
Windy
His lips so amusing
Carrying in his soul
Silence, beyond deciphering."
or this Sir?
Thanks
Phyllis
A great idea. Wish I hadn't caught up with it so late. You have an ensemble cast. Well done.
Who hear the knock and receive the call
then leave themselves and follow keen
an image seen in quiet pool, and languid stream
Tho' dark and distant becomes more clear
With faith and hope and love held dear
There were tracks of tears upon it
Where once were written words of shame
Had changed to words of wisdom
How could this change have happened so
Was really to me an enigma
Running away, hiding from the light
Only to find he can’t from his conscience part;
For like a shadow it followed him day and night
recalled an age of reason, when everything was right
to search no longer, he'd found his goal!
but fast came the dawn, abrupt and rife with portend
alas for he, such a gentle soul
again without warning, joyous time was at end
...thanks for inviting me to your party