Sometimes they trickle quietly...

Sometimes they trickle quietly
Along my heart's lost alleyways
To fill into my Longing's Pool
The fragrance of forgotten days
Sometimes a dream of perceived light
They spin for my old yearning's sake
Bereft of warmth though shining bright
A frozen sunset o'er the lake

Deceitful in their borrowed sheen
The perfumed breaths in amber trapped
The mountain tops in sunrays soaked
By winter's baleful snow still capped
I lift a seashell to my ear
And ponder o'er its robust song
From shallow depths it sounds so near
Though Time has stretched and days are long

Why crave contentment's honeyed trap?
And bask in wafting reveries?
On erstwhile glory's hallowed grave
Throw roses of your memories
And fashion deftly with your hands
The cradle of your Fancy's Child
And sail on waves of Life to lands
Where in her splendour she runs wild

Reviews

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

My favourite lines from the poem
"Why crave contentment's honeyed trap?
And bask in wafting reveries?
On erstwhile glory's hallowed grave"
Although I cannot claim to be a critic but what is attractive about your writing is the intelligent word play. Since in most of your poems I see a central theme, I can understand the amount of time and effort you spend in building it. This one has been built quite well and I like the way you end the poem. Optimism should always lift!

[Augustus]

Thank you so much! Yeah, the style is something that I have honed over the last five or six years. Structured verse can be rather difficult to work with and unless the structure becomes one with the soul of the poem, the impact is not delivered. This is especially true for "serious" poems. But the right form can sometime elevate the poem beyond the height that free verse can take it. That's why I sometimes go out of my way to "invent" new stanza forms, like I did in "Ode to a Butterfly".

[Hayley]

Wow, I am impressed with the metered verse! I know how long it takes me sometimes to get it right with the flow and the rhyme, let alone that kind of perfection! I particularly liked "I lift a seashell to my ear
And ponder o'er its robust song
From shallow depths it sounds so near
Though Time has stretched and days are long"
This is just beautiful. I know I'm probably way off, but to me this says that the long ago problems seem just days ago and they still hold the power they once did. The last stanza speaks to me in that why should we wait for the problems to go away and wait for the freedom and a waiting love perhaps that might never come?
But hey, poetry is open to interpretation, right? I can see many sides to this piece, and that just indicates a phenomenal writer such as yourself!

[Loner]

Loved it nothing more nothing less....
Your poetry shows you have read a great many poets which gives extra shine and perfection to your work....

[J. J. Nightingale]

New verse with a feel of the Old World ..

Wonderful ... Jasmine

[Derek S.Keck]

To begin, may I just say that I really appreciate anyone who can write that well using structured poetry. Most people who write free-verse, like myself, don't realize the time it takes to really build a solid structure and still convey the imagry you're trying to get across. You definitely carry the romantic sentiments of Wordsworth(one of my favorites too!) and Keats.

I get this sense that you use that convention of Wordsworth's, what he called "The spontanious overflow of powerful emotions", where your speaker seems to be reflecting, in his mind, those little tid bit reveries of beautiful memories long past. What I love is your second stanza. What the second to suggest to me is that theres a danger to dreaming about our "glory days", that if we're not careful we could be consumed by them. This leads beautfully into your third stanza that says life is now, don't be left behind in the past:"Why crave contentment's honeyed trap?/And bask in wafting reveries?"

Brilliant write!
You might be a reincarnated Wordsworth!

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Augustus, this is brilliant. Beautifully penned. It almost has a romantic quality to it. Stunning.

[Dinesh Sairam]

Pardon me for the lack of time. But I'll let you know this - I have this poem both in my computer and my mobile phone as 'Favorite poems' from Writers Cafe. You can be assured that I read this at least once, if not more, a week.

Keep writing.

[Pratik]

This is a brilliant write. wonderful use of words, vivid description.. As I interpret it I think it talks about the many distractions in life, the long-lost memories that we often wade through and derive a pleasure being reminiscent. But life has to move on, I guess.. The thought has been wonderfully captured my friend. It is truly one of the best poems I have read.. :)

[Sara]

this is a gorgeous write... the mixture of the rhyme and your dreamy imagery give it such a melodic quality, perfect to read aloud... there's a sort of sensual beauty distilled in your words, but it's well-handled and your poem never strays into the overly sentimental, even though you speak of memory and time... the first line is quite lovely, too, by the way, there's something sly and magical about it, like it's just inviting the reader in (and, well, i couldn't resist, obviously :D)... there's a sort of romantic aspect to your words, the lyrical mix of nature and the human psyche, that's very, very beautiful, and charming in its stateliness... the second stanza, in particular, was a joy to read, with the mountaintops and the seashell... fantastic piece, augustus, you are *truly* one of the most talented poets on this site :D

[NinjaPi]

This is beautiful. Your are so delicate and thoughful with your words yet your poety drips heavily with symbolism. The cadence of your poem is flawlessly sweet and your use of rhyme is discreet but its presents is felt in the flow. Wonderful poetry. I hope one day to reach your level of craftsmanship.