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Lessons Learned Not Too Long Ago
Contributed by
LuciusASeneca
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Sunday, 20th June 2004 @ 09:52:59 AM in AEST
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I remember not too long ago,
When your beauteous hair did blow
And blow and your eyes did glow and gleam
With such refulgence as to seem -
Words fail me, but I must try –
Seemed it like a spring drawing nigh,
With its nascent fragrances and glee,
With its latent growth and expectancy,
And most of all its hints sage,
In seconds filling many a page;
Writing there postulates abstruse,
Yet so inspiriting they put off the noose,
Washing away cold banks of doubt,
Through which virility does spout,
Anointing all in tranquil hope –
Engendering sweet innovation’s note.
And yet there was something more there too,
Something awful, more palpably true.
It hinted of Time’s testimony,
How all beauties at height of glory,
Must go the way of the obstinate sun,
Must become dull like all good fun;
Must needs in time shine upon another -
His gloom and anguish does it smother;
And even more important yet,
It must new wonderful springs get,
Which the lingering of those past
Would serve merely to strangle and blast.
So it was you no longer turned
Your shining eyes on me; you spurned
Most according to the dictates of Nature,
Of that infallible legislature,
My bouquets, vain buzzings and bays,
My vernal oblations (they ceased to amaze).
And in seeming infallible accord,
Seemed I with you to become bored;
Like creatures in sweltering heat of summer,
They grow not warmer and gladder, but glummer.
Seeing this you drew away,
Spring and summer to winter gave way;
And I in “solitary gloom,” quite nude,
Upon our spring sanguinely did brood:
Were you perhaps too adamant at first?
Or should I have oftener durst
To have countenanced your influences,
To have glutted myself on your effluences,
To have turned my buds, my all
To your radiance before it did fall?
Oh your radiance passed so very fast!
And I – I am yet aghast –
I saw you off with many a flutter -
And some even then were in the gutter –
With a flutter of leave and wing;
And they both of them seemed to sing:
“You are nothing to us now;
You’re naught but the sun anyhow!”
That fiery globe within me has remained!
My intellectual vistas it duly has stained!
I scorned you not too long ago, -
O golden beauty, I didn’t then know! –
I derogate not now from
Memories of beating like a drum,
When in your hard, warm and soft
You held my own, and aloft
Rose and rose, bloom upon bloom
Of inspiration that afternoon.
And though it was all momentary,
And our bond was but temporary,
Still, beauty, you fostered beauty,
Whence may come greater beauty;
Still, beauty, you encouraged a spring,
From which future life may spring;
Still under your glorious gleam
May creation gladly teem -
Still may your eye come around,
In the refulgence of which spring will abound.
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LuciusASeneca
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Re: Lessons Learned Not Too Long Ago
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by Jackee_line on
Sunday, 20th June 2004 @ 10:57:33 AM AEST
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| This is very good , enjoyed the poem . |
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Re: Lessons Learned Not Too Long Ago
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by deathdrop on
Sunday, 20th June 2004 @ 11:29:08 AM AEST
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its not the type of rhyming poem that i like to read. no offense! i just like darker things, how ever i think that your rhyming scheme is really good!
i hink that you shoud defently keep it up. |
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Re: Lessons Learned Not Too Long Ago
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by buchi on
Saturday, 17th July 2004 @ 10:20:18 AM AEST
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| Unquestionably beautiful in language and technique, while, at the same time, sometimes by time itself made a bit warped, even a little humorous...well done for a start...roll on...you are good |
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