Ode on Nostalgia

A powerful feeling...

My heart now aches with sleepy dreariness:

    A dreamy wake from whose dull, soothing spell

I can’t awake, nor can I sleep to bless

    My dreams with profound ecstasy as well

    For all recurring visions, sweet and deep,

         Have turnéd to a black and empty void,

               And all the stepping stones of pale night

         Are clouded by the mists of murky sleep,

     Bedewed with memories that I enjoyed:

The visions with which I can’t reunite.  

 

My mind now pines for all those moments when

    Endured had love and bliss before slow time

Had bound such moments once and then again

    Shall bind more dreams and memories, sublime

    Oh, vista of my dreams, unseen, unheard

        Your brow is laid with shawls of quietness

            Your pinions are held tight with the chain

        Of all my visions; fly then, flame-plumed bird

    And sing such sacred song you can’t express

Once I now free you from my wilting brain

 

My tears are of ripe joy and bliss’s ruth

    And though my days are thus outright expelled

I shall keep in my core, the flames of youth

    Which once I had in early years, beheld

    Sweet memories, ye shaking leaves, adieu

        I bid you well in winter and in spring

            A-flickering before fate’s icy breath

        And though, no longer, shall I see all you

    I’m glad you flew upon nostalgia’s wing

And warméd my cold heart before my death

Reviews

[MsJewel]

You have an amazing talent my friend. Love everything about this one! Truly a masterpiece!

:) Julie

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you very much.

[Mark]

I don't normally care for this classic style of poetry, but I do recognize this as being well crafted. Nice job :)

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you.

[Frieda P]

Right up there with literary work of the first rank, your poetry is aces, always an awe inspiring read from your pen Gleb. This is my favorite of yours thus far....I'll probably think that of your next masterpiece too! Outstanding...

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Wow! Thank you so very much. I am speechless, really, and very gratified, indeed.

[Frieda P]

So deserved, you never cease to amaze me.....

[Rita L. Sev]

Gleb, your work always has such a wonderful mix of classic and contemporary. The form of this one works especially well... Great flow.

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you very much for your kind words.

[Giggling Star]

This has the feeling of a classic. Very nice write. :)

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you.

[Brittany Zedalis]

This is simply beautiful. Wonderful, wonderful writing!! :]

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you very much.

[A. Amos]

A-flickering before fate’s icy breath
And though, no longer, shall I see all you
I’m glad you flew upon nostalgia’s wing
And warméd my cold heart before my death

What a significant way you portray above lines, more I read your work more I feel starving to read. This work my friend is one of your finest by far. Congrats

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you very much.

[Adam Whitworth]

reminds me Keats, some good work here, well done.

[Sami Khalil]

I felt the achiness and nostalgia in the narrator's voice. So many recurring visions in his mind and so many murky sleeps... A wonderful poem...:)..............

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Thank you very much.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome ...:)..............