Iridescence Bloomed

Iridescence Bloomed

A Poem by Doodley
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For she who returns.

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Oh, sweet night maiden whither art thou?
This wretched heart so longs for thee,
Thy tender caress upon mine brow,
To quench this flow of feverish sea.

This darkness sliced by pallid strain,
From whence hallucination cometh and goes,
To magnify this palsied pain,
And dull the light that long since glows.

From what viral intrusion doth I quake?
Who rapes mine eyes of crystal tear,
And burns in mine depths no liquid can slake,
And breeds this aluminium gust of fear?

Oh, Azrael! Is it thee I hear?
Dost thee reap ever gently against mine door?
Cometh to steal the last of breath I bear,
And snatch mine soul forevermore?

Hence! Begone! Thee cursed foul!
I shalt not transcend to eternal wight!
But to stayeth steadfast as the nocturnal owl,
And chooseth mine hour of passing flight!

As weakness envelopes mine waning rage,
And desire bows down at shadow's knees,
I reacheth mine penultimate lifetime page,
And enshroud myself in worthless pleas.

Is it sweet Death that this way comes?
Through blurring eyes I cannot see!
Till with sensual halcyon she sings and hums,
Sweet maiden, Love, hath returned to me!

She frowns upon mine withered frame,
And draweth me to her homely breast,
Cocooned I lay all still and tame,
In sense of waking, dying rest.

With burgundy lips like Summer's wine,
And eyes translucent drops of dew,
She pressed her mouth gently to mine,
And kissed mine soul with life anew!

Oh, Vitality! Whither hast though been?
Surge thyself all through mine veins!
To cast aside this jaundiced sheen,
And breaketh me free of sickly chains!

Sweet maiden, Love, gaveth final smile,
And vanished thus as Spring kissed snow,
Her fleeting stayeth for just this while,
Hadst restored the essence of mine flow.

Now, reborn to vigor by potent love,
Whither once hath lived shadow and all was't doomed,
I gaze upon the celestial canvas above,
As all around me iridescence bloomed.






© 2017 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
An Elizabethan archaic poem.

Any comments greatly appreciated.

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By the gods and goddesses. My friend. I have no words. Would that you had written these words to this old crone and she should have pooled at your feet and melted happily into the nether, touched by the pen of true love! Damn, but you are talented!!!!!

To choose a stanza as a favorite makes for a bitter choice, but the eloquence and sheer strength of these words make the breath rush out of me every single time I read them:
"As weakness envelopes mine waning rage,
And desire bows down at shadow's knees,
I reacheth mine penultimate lifetime page,
And enshroud myself in worthless pleas."

And desire bows down at shadow's knees..... yes, this I love the best.

An amazing project and a true testament of your talent and beautiful mind.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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Doodley

6 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Poetic License. I am humbled by your very generous appraisal an.. read more
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Well I haven't read a piece that spills such an old style in some time. Very well put together.
Beautiful imagery, flow and tone.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Troy. I appreciate your kind comments.
The problem with your writes and poems Doodley is they either put holes in mind or make mine wither in comparison. A well written superb write, love the old worldly style, it can weave so much more magic in imagery and emotions. OH Woe is me! lol:):)

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Andrew. I appreciate the comments. And from that final line in .. read more
andrew mitchell

7 Months Ago

From this side of the fence I see polished writings of yours my friend.
This archaic style is not used as much these days ....you weaved a beautiful scene and image in my mind of castles and maidens and of course the knight being saved by his lovely princess ...a wonderful write!




Posted 7 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Hebe. I appreciate your time and kind words. Welcome to my poet.. read more
Hebe

7 Months Ago

I'll be going back to read more soon :)
"Oh, Azrael! Is it thee I hear?
Dost thee reap ever gently against mine door?
Cometh to steal the last of breath I bear,
And snatch mine soul forevermore?"

For some strange reason, this stanza appealed to me more than the rest. But your whole poem is written in a perfect way and a beautiful flow. So many emotions rushed through while reading this.
Excellently penned, Doodley! I enjoyed reading this 😊

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Yumnakay. I appreciate your time and extremely kind comments on.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

7 Months Ago

You're welcome! A pleasure 😊
sexy poem. has lust and love written on it. you write so well. with passion and emotion.

cute work.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Jane.
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Simply beautiful. Heart-warming, gratifying and poesy at its iridescent best. I feel so purified and warm by simply reading this beautiful poem. Strikes a personal chord (somehow?), and it is hard not to feel strongly for a poem that indeed is perfection.

Beautiful sublimation of theme. Beautiful rendering of words. This is lyrical and mellifluous.

Thank you for writing this, JM. Indeed warms your muse' heart.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mallika. As always, extremely kind thoughts and words on my poe.. read more
Mallika Relives

7 Months Ago

You are welcome.
A gorgeous poem with many facets and emotions to cherish and behold. You are reaching far and wide in your artistic talents...I shall be back to enjoy more...:).................

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Sami. I am grateful for your comments on this poem. Always a pl.. read more
Sami Khalil

7 Months Ago

You are welcome. ...::::)))
I very much like the imagery in certain parts of this poem. Very good flow, as many others have said. That final stanza is gold, with the before/after comparison. This poem shows the potency of love.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Clifford. I appreciate your time and thoughts on this piece, es.. read more
Wow, damned impressive!

Beautifully written in a great form now long outmoded.

Almost seems like a classical Love poem from the 16th century. Simple words cannot express how amazing I find this poem.

I love it and hate it because now I feel inadequate within my purview of work, lol.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Lovecraft. I am humbled by your thoughts on this piece. Extreme.. read more
Lovecraft

7 Months Ago

Well, it's just that good, lol. :)

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WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.

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