and It was the Dawning of the Sun

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Open Poetry #7

and It was the Dawning of the Sun

brandondinsmore
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since 1999-10-27

Posts 142
OKC, OK

0 posted 2000-04-26 09:14 AM

And it was the dawning of the sun,
The renaissance, Easter, and good
I watched presently, attentively

Gracing photo chrome as you would be
Remembered
Gazing longingly with hopeful eyes
Into an origin of your beauty

So, now, I looked sideward, and forward
And wonder-ward, and wayward
To perceive the past and conjure…

When once these past days
Captured forever, I saw your likeness
And puddled in it, and became nervous

Scared as I was, and could be
I was fluttered by your cool beauty
And I knew not of what to do,

For upon that lengthy gaze,
I saw fortune and opportunity
And feeling most sincere, and deep

I saw cool hands, and warm bodies
And black hair and soft skin
Yet I couldn’t move

Never has such a feeling held me in its grasp
For never has one touched me as so
And never do I believe one to

…Yes, optimistic, and pessimistic, the two,
But desire isn’t of the ignored, nor is emotion
And so I felt uneasy, and scared of the reaction, yours…

Two beautiful eyes, with long lashes,
And a soft face, replenished by my sight
And a presence one must speak of

And tell to the whole of us,
“My God! What have I found?”
For something is inside of me

A thought or more back on past events
And the confusion I must have watched
For I no more wondered the reaction

Just a future, and result for us
But still, something tore into me
Like some thorn or gnarled woody vine

With pricks and cuts into my soul
That said with urgency,
“Do something!” so I (will)

…And as the sun, the beautiful, beautiful sun
The memory of you, of your beauty
And the banner bearing your name

And so it shone bright its rays to me
As I watched and graphed onto film
In a tone-gray color wheel

And it penetrated me and covered me,
And lit a way for me,
To Divine Illumination, so-to-say…

I sat and stood for hours,
Waiting for you to come out, and play, and watch over me
And carry on your routine

But my tiredness crept in,
And took me away,
But not before I captured you

Let me capture you, once more
And let me never let you go,
And let you want me forever more…

( ?)…

el fin

--and then he asked for suggestions.
Please help.

brandondinsmore
Member

since 1999-10-27

Posts 142
OKC, OK

1 posted 2000-04-26 09:27 AM

inspired by Dante's scheme, yet containing no rhyme. Is that legal?

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