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ELEGY

Contributed by steeleyes on Saturday, 8th January 2005 @ 07:01:31 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



For autumngreeneyes

she gazed out from the battlements grey
at the end of that fateful day
down below the evening grew dim
the greens grew black in the forest grim
all was done and could not move back
they had tried and failed with every tack
in this place up on mugdock’s hill
the end had come, an end so ill
a hundred years she had seen
lost now forever what had been

long ago and far away
isn’t that what they always say?
her hair was long and braided fair
she larked on grass and cosy stair
all up and down the castle grounds
down to the lake and the surrounds
by brown crackling moor and oak tree
she so young, playful, merry, free
without the dark thought in her head
that with time's creep all would lie dead

but let us let her play anon awhile
let her dance and sing with carefree smile
don't rush her advance t'would do no good
to bring darkling adult to childhood
there is a time for all in life
for joy and innocence, grief and strife
let her run while adults fret
leave her to play without regret
the sad time will come soon enough
when all that's sunlit night does snuff

we see the years as she does grow
and see new pleasures that change and flow
innocence slows, fades and dies
like evening sunlight from the skies
growing older she forgets what was
assuming the future has its own laws
in early years we see no backward glance
to disturb her calm & changing dance
all seems in tune and in its time
all moving to some song sublime
no darkness to fill the soul
only a spark within and nameless goal

so why with the years comes that doubt
when what went before was simply sought?
darkening fears that hold the mind
slowly, slowly made her blind
soon she forgot her summer place
her joy in song, her delight in grace
hard and tortured came the thought
where ere it was easy and unsought
hard realities now stood instead of charm
as the world around her did her harm
or was this only as it seemed to her
as age crept steadily and nerves did tear
why this darkness deep inside
no one had gone, nor yet had died
what was this foreboding unnamed and drear
that stalked her hours and made her fear?

the child had now to a woman grown
the seed of youth so long was sown
is it merely the fate of all now here
instead of the laughter, to shed a tear?
all for the sake of the sinking sun
as age grips the soul of everyone
down through time to a serious fate
away from the joyful to a final gate
all alone to face the one last time
surrounded by men not nature or rhyme
lost forever in the forest where she played
as into her deathbed she is now gently laid





Copyright © steeleyes ... [ 2005-01-08 19:01:31]
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Re: ELEGY (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Saturday, 8th January 2005 @ 08:16:32 PM AEST
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Reminds me of Longfellow..my most favorite..I'm printing this out and ..framing it..it's wonderful..wonderful. Thank You..No one has written anything for me before..well, not one here..


Re: ELEGY (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 01:25:23 AM AEST
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This was awesome Allan it was nice to see
something other than political poetry by you.
Wow I don't know what to say about this
poem,but you it definitely showed the poet in
you.

Bobo (Joel)




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