Fragments (seven terzanelles)

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wornways
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since 2001-10-18

Posts 204
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0 posted 2001-10-28 05:09 AM

Fragments

What walks on four legs in the morning,
Two legs in the afternoon,
And three legs in the evening?

--The Sphinx

          Dawn

Faint light appears along horizon's edge;
With steady pace the still light brighter glows.
New promise comes with daybreak like a pledge.

Tide of gentle rising luminance flows;
Deep darkness slowly fades away from sight.
With steady pace the still light brighter glows.

Dim shapes concealed beneath the veil of night
Form into clarity with even stride.
Deep darkness slowly fades away from sight.

New life, from stasis, forth emerges wide;
Fresh understandings of brave life to be
Form into clarity with even stride.

Illuminance continues rising free;
And vivid hope within the heart inspires
Fresh understandings of brave life to be.

To utter brilliance from the slightest fires,
Faint light appears along horizon's edge
And vivid hope within the heart inspires;
New promise comes with daybreak like a pledge.

          Sunrise

Great new brilliant birthing springs resilient;
Erased is doubt from whence the light ensues;
Wondrous blooming sunlight climbs ebullient.

To resplendence from first light's pastel hues
This shining marvel heart and soul entrance;
Erased is doubt from whence the light ensues.

Deep knowing brooded warm of life's advance
Until horizon's edge erupted fire;
This shining marvel heart and soul entrance.

From thence the sun shall rise in tranquil gyre,
As such it streamed beneath the realm of sight
Until horizon's edge erupted fire.

A glorious new day has taken flight;
Fresh living streams exultant into view,
As such it streamed beneath the realm of sight.

Hopes inmost and profound are realized true;
Great new brilliant birthing springs resilient;
Fresh living streams exultant into view;
Wondrous blooming sunlight climbs ebullient.

          Morningtide

Exploring gently, day's new light grows strong;
Forth climbs the sun into sky's vast expanse;
Slow shrink the shadows as the day wears long.

Deep feeling forms with day's glowing advance,
Rich sense of vibrant strength that shines in youth;
Forth climbs the sun into sky's vast expanse.

Warmth deepens with the great sun's rising couth,
And warmth within the heart of life instills
Rich sense of vibrant strength that shines in youth.

Lambency wondrous tender hope distills;
In fervent luminance the land is bathed
And warmth within the heart of life instills.

Life's essence in all steadiness is lathed
As fullness of the day is slowly reached,
In fervent luminance the land is bathed.

Life's greatest depths of meaning are beseeched;
Exploring gently, day's new light grows strong
As fullness of the day is slowly reached,
Slow shrink the shadows as the day wears long.

          Noontide

Day reaches utmost fullness of its run;
The land lie brightly blazoned neath the sky
Where at resplendent zenith shines the sun.

Shadows vanish before fulgence on high;
Great living light of day its prime has gained;
The land lie brightly blazoned neath the sky.

Deep feeling of life's richness is attained
In radiance magnificently made,
Great living light of day its prime has gained.

The airy land in stillness bright is staid,
And deepest gentle warmth all life imbues
In radiance magnificently made.

Full strength of living in the heart ensues
As brilliant glows the day from boundless height
And deepest gentle warmth all life imbues.

Grand sense of freedom wonderful takes flight;
Day reaches utmost fullness of its run
As brilliant glows the day from boundless height
Where at resplendent zenith shines the sun.

          Eventide

Slow fades the greater power of the day;
Bright sun forth to horizon makes return;
Life's prime has gently passed in subtle sway.

Soft breezes whisper through day's paced adjourn;
Calm cools the land with fading strength of light;
Bright sun forth to horizon makes return.

Reflections vivid come of living's height
As nearer draws daytide's fair closing end,
Calm cools the land with fading strength of light.

Still calmness settles deep as shadows scend,
And peaceful reckoning rises within
As nearer draws daytide's fair closing end.

Now mostly lived, life's fullness goes to thin
As placid grows the sky in day's advance,
And peaceful reckoning rises within.

Staid iridescence dims in far expanse;
Slow fades the greater power of the day
As placid grows the sky in day's advance,
Life's prime has gently passed in subtle sway.

          Sunset

In paced decline withdraws the mighty sun;
All land and sky reflect the dying light,
Resplendent glory of the day is done.

Day's utmost beauties saved till now take flight
Like effulgent gates of heaven gleaming,
All land and sky reflect the dying light.

Life's swan song of light shines brightly dreaming,
Reflections stream of day's long cavalcade
Like effulgent gates of heaven gleaming.

Shadows begin to blur in overshade
As sun's last rays fall from horizon's rim
Reflections stream of day's long cavalcade.

Upon sky's faintest vapors colors swim
Emblazoning the firmament's expanse
As sun's last rays fall from horizon's rim.

Great culmination of day's long romance,
In paced decline withdraws the mighty sun
Emblazoning the firmament's expanse,
Resplendent glory of the day is done.

          Dusk

Soft iridescence fades from heaven's height;
To darkness deep the sky gradates from day
When cross the sky folds purple edge of night.

In firmament's expanse the vapors gray
As silhouettes within the distance form;
To darkness deep the sky gradates from day.

Depthless tranquility broods deep and warm,
Day's essence long in memory remains
As silhouettes within the distance form.

Into soft milky hue broad daylight wanes
As clarity to vagueness makes return,
Day's essence long in memory remains.

In dimness issued forth from sun's inurn
New hopes pierce the dark in twilight's failing
As clarity to vagueness makes return.

Till horizon all alone lay paling
Soft iridescence fades from heaven's height;
New hopes pierce the dark in twilight's failing
When cross the sky folds purple edge of night.

[This message has been edited by wornways (edited 10-28-2001).]

Startime
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since 2000-10-03

Posts 5918
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1 posted 2001-10-28 12:04 PM

This is absolutely wonderful. BRAVO!!!Write on.

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

LoveLetters
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since 2001-10-09

Posts 35
State of Hope

2 posted 2001-11-01 08:30 PM

It would seem you worked hard on this, and for it to have only one reply and be so far down the page is not acceptable I think.

This beauty should be read more.

Love has many masks. I am but one of them.

Marge Tindal

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3 posted 2001-11-01 08:35 PM

WornWays~
These are simply lovely~
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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wornways
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since 2001-10-18

Posts 204
CA, USA

4 posted 2001-11-02 05:59 AM

thank you.

yes, this did take me a bit. at least 6 all nighters in denny's with my laptop, two rhyming dictionaries, thesaurus and dictionary. i'm told i resemble a grouchy old gnome burried amidsts tomes and the light from my screen aglow on my face when i'm sitting in denny's like that.

i loved writing this poem. it had been sitting in my heart and mind probably since i was 10 years old to write a multi-part poem dealing with a description of life in simile with the day. of course, somewhere in my childhood i heard the riddle of the sphinx and this is what started this particular inspiration. it's amazing it takes half a lifetime for some bits of inspiration to find their words. when i stumbled across the terzanelle structure, i thought of how it progresses in gradient, pretty much the same way life and the day do. the inspiration found its form, and then the writing started. sometimes it bugs me that when i go to share it with people, their eyes glaze over in that special way that peoples eyes glaze over when they have absolutely no interest in poetry. bah. anyway, it's nice this poem can find a few appreciating eyes. i know it's a lot to read, and i'm thankful to those of you who take the time.

*happy*

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