Autumn of Rekindle (A Forgotten Verse Untold)

Autumn of Rekindle (A Forgotten Verse Untold)

 

At once did I come upon a memory,

so distant, yet it seemed

a once forgotten romance

remained untimely keen.

Words remain unspoken

and my teeming eyes bequeathed

the gesture so lost that the foreign glory

has laid the hearts long desire

down upon bended knee,

bonded by a holy oath I shall forever bear.

A forgotten countenance

could at once be rekindled

if only that love shall thee concede  

 

Subtle autumn will not compare

to the more splendid of sun rises

as a fire rises in the heart that early on ensnares.

For once, mine eyes did lay upon

a masterpiece only rival to a breaking dawn.

Yet, my memory pleads with me

that every dawn shall not be worth awakening to

if not for that piece of captivated soul.

 

Here I lie in a forsaken tomb,

shrouded and entombed by the fiery vision of you.

 

I loved thee once,

and that oath holds true.

Fair beauty of the west,

hold dear to me

the restlessness of the dream

whence you were pictured,

mist entwined, the most divine

subtle images, dismantled.

Upon altars in disguise,

all I would surrender

to the dawn ever distant.

 

The words remain untold

and I fear that the crimson of the morn shall never adorn

and will abide a wallowing in self scorn,

forever lamented and forlorn.

 

The ever-restful autumn before the snow

shall forever own the secrets

that I alone hold.

Author's Note

Probably some grammatical errors and I've looked at this poem too much that I'm not sure I'm catching them all. So please point them out if you see them.

Thanks!

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your poem is well-written, passionate, & powerful with the sensations of longing to the point of suffering. I'm not crazy about reading poetry that's written in a lofty style like this. Being a country hick, reading this doesn't come naturally for me, it's like reading a different dialect, so I have to read more slowly & re-read to figure stuff out. Despite my own personal struggle with this style of writing, you do write well in this style. It doesn't sound predictable & hackneyed like it sometimes can. Your way of re-interpreting the lofty language makes it feel more original (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie