On Death

Glosa a tribute to John Keats

 

 

 

 

On Death

 

John Keats.

 

 Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream?

 and scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by.

The transient pleasures as a vision seem

and yet we think the greatest pain’s to die.

 

Glosa a tribute

 

Can death be sleep when life is but a dream.

The final dreamless sleep which grants us rest

.Or better yet part of some greater scheme

 which guarantees we all find release.

 

From misery which seems always to increase

 and scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by

 on flying feet as if they’re loath to cease

their swift progress momentarily.

 

They pass as swiftly as a stray sunbeam

which penetrates through cloudy skies of gray.

The transient pleasures as a vision seem

 a sign of hope that quickly fades away.

 

Why is that we suffer constantly

It may well be death sets us free to fly

towards the light where we are meant to be

.And yet we think the greatest pain’s to die.

 

7-Sep-08

 

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Reviews

[Helena]

Wonderful Glosa Ivor! Mine was a 'simple glosa' for your contest, but I love how you did it and I'm going to try this particular variation soon!

Thank you for bringing these interesting "forms" to us. I am so enjoying them....hadn't a clue before, but now I've had lessons, there is no stopping me!

Helena :)