Olden Love

 I shall plan not to avenge his loner’s heart which shone so benign on the sea,

‘Tis a bloody tyrant forever marked on the hands of the blameworthy. 

 Prithee the rushing of the wind will blow its despairing course, 

So God may tip the boat into gentle lullabies of remorse.

Alas, a youthful bud of love blooms pink only in springtide,

And fades with the beauty of many a flower pied.

But whither thee tarry, O near blazing heart,

Thou shalt be caught on fire whither thou art.

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

....and my heart grieves, so. ....and it pretends not what it deserves only in dreams before it is seen in hands such as these, performed in poem. I have nothing creative in my mind at the moment. I, always, think that the reaction another may get from what I write in their poem comments is at the top of my head, but in actuality, it's a crescendo of emotion and a Love for what I feel that is not so easily explained through my simple words. I had a little trouble reading this poem. It wasn't the poem, itself, but rather that the words you chose to use, and I kept reading each and every beautiful line at least TWICE!! lol I was getting confused. I'm not sure why I did that. I get that I Love the way you write, so maybe this was just something weird that happened. I had to read the poem in its entirety when I was dine because.... well, because I like you and your writing is of fine quality to me. I don't know much of my soul. I never felt like I befriended it, but I get to feel it connect to beautiful poems such as yours. I'm yours; you are stuck with me, now, and thankfully!! lol xoxo -Your Mark

Ooooo and what a beautiful name for a poem, too!!

[Hayley]

haha you're going through some of my old poems... how things have changed is amazing...

[Patrick Henry]

Explain! Explain! lol I have only been writing for about two years time, so ALL my poems are around the same time frame. Only about 5 poems are written before Fall, 2011. One poem got me almost kicked off the internet when a site almost got shut down from death threats and stuff...lol It is here now, but in a different time to be seen in a whole new light. The site wasn't a poetry site. It was a political site with my political poem. Whoops!! lol Another one was written when I was 11 and that is on here, too. ; ) It says that it was uploaded in 2011, but is that when it was written? xoox -Mark

[Abdul Aziz]

Olden English for olden love? Makes me wonder what frame of mind you were in when you wrote this.
I guess any discussion about the sea sits well with formal poetry, as it does in the first stanza. Your words fit the structure perfectly. But the recurrence of "whither" in the ending couplet feels, to me, oddly dissonant. Otherwise a perfectly written succinct piece of Old World Romanticism.

[Hayley]

haha thanks for visiting some of my old work!!

[BriAnna Wyble]

i love this, i already reviewed it, and i just felt the need to say that this is flawless!! i love your talent.

[piggy]

you have mastered the old way of verse

congratulations on that

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the amazing poem. Myths are my favorite. I like the story in the poem. Thank you for the beautiful poem.
Coyote

[A.E. Surdam]

Wow, very lovely. I just adore reading this. You have a nice way with words. So very pretty. I like the way you speak through this, sort of an Old English language. Very nice.

[A]

Very elegant, full of grace, purely poetic :)
I really like this one and enjoyed reading it, haven't read sth like this since a long time, you did a wonderful job, keep it up.

[Sri Gawn Tu Fahr]

sweet, graceful lyrics... light, airy and sensual.Yummy poem!

[BriAnna Wyble]

this is a new favorite of mine! its flawless

[.........]

I like this because I think it sounds old, and the style of it sounds like it should be on crumply old brown paper and written in calligraphy. Well, I think my favorite parts are the rhyming of "sea" and "blameworthy", that was unexpected for me, and also "springtide" and "pied". I really like when rhymes sneak up on me and this did an awesome job. As for the meaning, I'm still unsure, but it's thought provoking. I like the last line of the first stanza, the imagery there is perfect. I'm picturing a smooth, glassy, light blue water with gentleness. This is good!