A fading Dream

Storypoem

 

 

A fading dream

 

The purple gloom of midnight hides

all outward signs of the decay.

A sense of grandeur still abides.

That’s absent by the light of day.

 

 Stray silver moonbeams softly show

to best advantage what remains

 of elegance from long ago

but very tactfully refrain,

 

From highlighting faults and flaws,

 so obvious in the bright sunlight.

The broken panes and sagging doors

are kindly hidden by the night..

 

The formal gardens overgrown.

They have been long deprived of care,

dividing walls just heaps of stone.

Show through the brambles here and there.

 

I chose to walk this way by night.

 By daylight it distresses me

 to see it in its present plight.

When I recall it used to be.

 

A boys idea of paradise

I used to wish that it was mine.

It makes me sad to realise.

Nothing can halt its slow decline.

 

They’ll tear it down and in its place.

They will erect monstrosities

without a single saving grace.

That they can sell profitably.

 

A stately home for centuries

 will disappear without a trace.

 But I will retain my memories.

That something that they can’t erase.

 

 

7-Apr-08

 

Reviews

[Caitbabie008]

Good Write! :)

[Sarah]

This is seriously fantastic. I loved reading every line, and it's something I can really relate to as well. Your description was beautiful and I loved the rhyming! Stanzas 5 & 6 are my favorite... I can't really pick a favorite line, I love them all too much. xD Okay, enough rambling. Great job with this!