O'er the Mountains

When the rains ceased to stop

     And o’er my hands grew cold,

A book was placed on sodden ground

     By my sorry head and soaked. 

The words were meant to soothe me

     And a voice I was supposed to hear,

But I heard no voice and felt no peace

     But the ink draining into my ears-

To believe a coward knows not courage

     Defies my muddy cheek,

For I have never seen you 

     Biting the blade and sawing teeth;

But I am a cowardice 

     Who lies frozen at will, 

And o’er the mountains, they say,

     I will sleep well, sleep well.

Reviews

[Patrick]

very pleasing to the eye, made me pause to think and consider, maybe a little too long, which hindered the flow of reading...but will put that down to my limitation not yours. Elegant piece.

[emmajoy]

This traditional form of writing is truly impressive .. wonderful! Your poem contains extraordinary emotions, ' But I heard no voice and felt no peace ~ But the ink draining into my ears-.. ' There appears to be such deeply felt emotion running through as if the past is tied with the present and the sum of them is too much to bear ..

[David]

You're rapidly starting to fill up my favorites.:) Powerful imagery,sensual & just a little vicious"Biting the blade & sawing teeth" & "the ink draining into my ears",just two that jumped to mind.You have an eye for detail,the structuring's astounding.Waiting for more.

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Very strong and powerful piece. Beautifully penned.


Nicely done

[Tim Lion]

fantastic.
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[Pratik]

Those were really some powerful words "....soaked/The words were meant to soothe me/And a voice I was supposed to hear,/But I heard no voice and felt no peace/But the ink draining into my ears-/To believe a coward knows not courage" These words very beautifully portray the cowardice that arises from the fear of being labeled with cowardice and instead of 'soothing words' how one is suppose to take on all the hardships of the world.. The thoughts are subtle and beautiful

[Allen Smuckler]

Oh, do I love this piece....I love the way you went back in time...I could have been reading, Keats, Yeats or Emily..... It was so beautifully penned and I was so very lucky to stumble upon it and you....thanks for a wonderful write worth saving, Hayley.
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[Audrey Howitt]

This is a stunning piece--deep in emotion, flow--just gorgeous writing

[An owl on the moon]

There is a beautiful, deep rhythm to your words... the steady flow as rain falls on rivers... You pierce us with these thoughts of suffering... of fear... and you scatter the dark shades over the landscapes of time. Profound.

[Tate Morgan]

Very interesting and well done