Lights

by Sean Allen   Dec 14, 2004


Fountain that grows in size
to the flowers' great delight:
morning light.
Reincarnation of the
evening star that fell;
its intensity foretells
a future that is bright.

And so it dies again
in a sort of Pagan rite:
failing light.
before leaving it gives
a final great swell;
before the nighttime death-knell
the sky it does ignite.

Shining overhead on
the fey creatures of the night:
gentle light.
The milky quiet glow
reaches out to quell
darkness's final spell of
unreasonable fright.

Tips of warming orange
with a center of pure white:
crimson light.
Reminiscent of the flames
of that torrent Hell.
What silent lie do they tell
as they reach their great height:
the burning blight?

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  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    Really creative idea with the format. It took me a while to get use to the line set-up, and having a few less syllables in the third line of every stanza. The only thing that threw me off was the first line of the second stanza. Only because it seems more like a concluding sentence for a last stanza. The rest of the poem was good, a joy to read.

  • 17 years ago

    by Natalie

    This was good aswell. It has a somewhat peacefull image. And I noticed the rhyme scheme you used. Very clever! 5/5

    `Taleee

  • 17 years ago

    by Tiny Reader

    I think this is the best poem you've written, out of the one's I've read anyway. It shows your pure talent for writing. Few writers on this site can carry of a poem using enjambment so perfectly. The rhymes seem effortless and the structure is flawless. Not worth anything below a 5. Amazing poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    I liked the rythym alot from this poem. I found it very well written, and I actually think so far this is my favorite one of your's I have read.

  • 17 years ago

    by Lovely Bones

    This is an excellent poem. I love the descriptive words and how you put it all together. Incredible! =)