The Courtier's Sighs

by Mimed Lovette   Sep 27, 2010


By a silver stream she knelt
-waiting- watching streaks of life
meander by wantonly.

"If life were to be a patch,
beautifully missed
once swum by;
a mote on the brink
of Forgotten Time's crease
once I sigh.
Might I be bereaved,
or should I conceive?"

Hollow pine trees sing a tune
of shared concordance
-as do I-
for she reflects my inner mind.

"Burgeoning odyssey manifests
crippled dreams of hope;
dashed hopes of faith,
lacerating my heart.
Might I form a fort,
or better,
piece a pervious film?"

She shall find peace if ever
the world were to rest
beneath falsified superficiality.
(Into a realm of impossibility)

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  • 13 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Landy, I really have no idea how you do it, but your poetry is so unique and interesting you always pen what you're expressing beautifully. Thats all I have to say! This was awesome!
    Chelsey

  • 13 years ago

    by Lana

    This was such a beautiful read. It was just so enchanting (feel I should use this word because it fits with the old world style of your writing). There was something about the final stanza that disjointed it from the rest of the verse. I'm not quite sure what it was exactly but the flow became interupted for me anyway. I still thoroughly enjoyed it though, I have to say.

  • 13 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    WoW.

  • 13 years ago

    by silvershoes

    Ye olde style ;)
    I adore this poem - it's beautiful and rich with the kind of depth that melts into centuries.
    Thanks for writing this and allowing me the pleasure to read it.