Chronicle of hearts plight

An experiment with language and format, playing with sonnets and rhymes.

This be a sadden chronicle to recite,

Concealed in darkness, it shall take all might,

Forever is a long time to waste,

Yet still it be written; not to make haste,

In schooling years like yester-eve,

I shall have been taught not to grieve,

But pray a little in silent house,

Not fevering in remembrance of dreaming’s spouse,

Methinks- -instead I shall scream aloud!

Reminiscing in the dealings, of which I should be proud!

And recall all that I longed to share,

Hidden in darkness with deep despair,

Unable to tell of loves greatest passion,

Laying feelings into hurtful caption,

Locked out of light, untold, and unheard,

From fear of my recollection being thought…absurd,

But what of a ‘man’ in dreams-desire,

(No matter how high is took me past the sprier),

But I ask; can a fool feel love so real,

In something naught but a disbelieved zeal,

When walls of concrete exist not,

But in the realms others thoughts forget,

Weathered with age and adolescent distance,

But once lit with the beauty of children’s frames,

Indeed it be a sadden tale to recite,

But I must speak of my hearts first and only plight…

 

                            Exeunt

Reviews

[Jeff Bresee]

If this is but an experiment, I can't wait the end results. Nicely done here.

[MandarinOranges]

an experiment well executed i must say. it reminds me of something i would find in picking up a book of
Tennyson or Yeates. it's simlply beautiful and beyond any criticism from me. you are a very, very talented poet and that is quite an understatement!

[BrightEyes]

oh I adore this piece - the dialect you choose here makes it flow so smooth - and rolls off the tongue when recited aloud. It almost literally sings off the page - which puts me in mind of travelling minstrels of renaissance days who shared the stories collected from all over the land. beautifully done!

[sk8tagirl95]

I really think this is a good effort