Or, another offering from the poetry vault (January 2002). Not so much carpe diem as copy Dowson:
Song
O take me, dearest, in your arms,
And banish from these days
All sweetened ills and cherished harms,
Before this flesh decays.
For lighting in the darkened west
Upon the blackened town
The sunlight falls that should be blest
But must away and down.
O come and take me, dearest love,
For I know all your ways,
And hold me while we're still above,
Before this flesh decays.
For from the grave come shouts of glee
That soon we shall be there;
Before you're there, there I shall be;
Then I shall be nowhere.
O time will have us put to bed
And death on us will gaze,
So cradle this forgotten head
Before this flesh decays.
Oh my, how pathetic and silly I was back then.
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ReplyDeleteI think not! The only conflict I see here may be in the second stanza, the first two lines may be where the conflict is. Overall, I enjoyed reading and I think it is just fine. I did not know if your were looking for an opinion, forgive me, if you were not.
Thanks again for a thoughtful and thought-provoking comment: you're right again! I'm always looking for others' opinions on my poetry, especially as I wrote many of these a few years back and so I feel I can look at them from a more detached viewpoint myself now. Interesting you say about the conflict in the second stanza - I was never happy with that idea of the 'darkened west' (too obvious!), but I suppose it sets up the whole point of the poem, though I could probably do a better job now. Thanks again! :)
ReplyDeleteYou are welcomed, Oli. This one is not off, so do not be hard on yourself. You are brilliant. :D
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