We all have our battles to fight. The wee sma’ hours are the worst. Dedicated to Mike Verdie.
To sleep and meld with midnight’s tomb;
Or die and enter Karma’s womb.
To rage against the endless doom
of poverty and war….
Or pray ’til you’re an empty shell
and still feel you inhabit hell,
from their perspective few can tell
those things which plague your mind;
and people say “you’re looking well!”
in order to be kind.
But no-one knows those battles fought
immersed in pit of night
and all those deals you make and break
before the waking light.
While clinging fast with trembling grasp
exhausted from the fight;
That tenuous rope
of forlorn hope
© stormwolf 2023
As Gothicman said, the feel of a sonnet for sure. Well written, well constructed, well rhymed, a very fine poem…Leila x
My bainium is beinning to hurt again – but I think I know what you mean… 😉
err Gerry, you will be giving me a complex 😉 What’s not to understand in this one?
Thanks very much Leila. As I said to Trevor, i never set out to write in any style. I called one poem a ballad (The Dream +Ballad of a Highland Lass) https://ukauthors.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=36404
but that was due to several people telling me it was! haha. 😉
Thanks as ever for dropping in.
oops, something strange going on today.
My reply to you is away down the page (see below) whereas my reply to Trevor has completely disappeared! This is the second time today this has happened ;-0
I don’t know a sonnet from an open drain….but I loved and understand this. Welcome to my world.
I am the same I am afraid. I just write as inclined to but you are right. This poem could have been written for you. I stand in solidarity and empathy. In fact, I dedicate this poem to you!
It’s quite simple, Mike. A poem of 14 lines, usually in iambic pentameter (deDUM-deDUM-deDUM-deDUM-deDUM) and with a certain rhyme scheme, for example the Shakespearean sonnet (which rhymes ABAB CDCD EFEF GG).
You should write one some day…
I’ve come over all giddy! lol 😉
How peculiar! I responded right away and my comment has gone AWOL
I was saying that I do not try to write in any particular style. I only know when the first line comes, if a poem is going to be rhyming or non rhyming. Even then, the kind of layout for the rhyme presents itself naturally.
This is an old poem from my archives, written from personal experience but also in the knowlege that most people experience this from time to time.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Well, Thankfully I managed to end up at this portion of the maze, so I have been able to read this stunning work, I loved it, and empathised with it, from the first to the last line. You have such talent Alison, you need to be read far and wide. Sue xx.
PS, nice to know there is a submit link somewhere, however well hidden from me!
Come on over you will soon find your way around, promise.
Alison x 😉
I’m trying, I think I have submitted a trial new one for tomorrow, we’ll see! Had various issues but that is probably just me. Xx
If it says “scheduled” it will post tomorrow. 😉
Wow… I believe this is the only rhyming or metre-based poem of yours that I’ve ever read. And it’s a pretty damn fine one too! It rhymes and flows very well indeed.
The structural and linguistic skill of this piece is excellent. You do not fall into the trap of putting words in the wrong order just to make a line rhyme, which a lot of people do, and which sounds awful.
I also really like the way the poem drifts off at the end as the lines get shorter and shorter. Wonderful stuff, a favourite for me!
Thank you Archie! I really appreciate your appreciation of this poem. 😉
I have several other rhyming poems from my archives that I will be posting on here. When they come, they come unbidden as natural to me.
Brilliant, Alison! I’ve been there (breast cancer) and you’ve got it nailed 🙂
YOU are an insipration me old bean! xxx