Rondella to Helia

This poem is an experimentary poem. The 'rondella' is my own invention based on the original form, the 'rondel'. ABba abAB abbaAAB

Thou goddess of the sun; the solar moon

Beauty of the Day, she who shines e'er bright

Who is she that guides my songs with her light?

I honor her for Summer's sun come's soon.

Make way creatures of the Night; ghastly shades,

And clouds of Gloom disperse, ye ravens flee!

Radiant Queen, make thy rise as darkness fades.

'Tis rosy, beaming banquet made for thee.

Methinks her Joy is all the more divine

as summer days pass sultry by

and sweetened sugar canes still lie

in splendid heaps of crushed grass and sunshine.

'Twas Helia with regal glare did fly

to kiss me with sweet laughter and was mine.

Author's Note

Okay! Voila! I finally finished it. Here you go people; sorry I've been away for awhile.