A poem for your reflection and consideration, and comment. For me, 'tis a passing thought on a sad moment...

Question

There is a stony stillness o'er the hill

To mark the passing of another age,

And its bequest becomes a codicil

Of melancholy time will not assuage.

The strains of joy unfettered, mournful now,

Faint echo in my heart, their haunting chord

Becomes night's undertone and fitful vow

To leave a lingering sadness unexplored.

But when the whisper of a summer eve

Exhumes its mouldering flesh, all memory past

Comes creeping in the dark to interleave

In living moments thoughts ecclesiast.

Such is the subtle play of Time's vast mill

That grinds all things to stillness o'er the hill.

And there you have it, ten minutes' reflection on 20 years of loss, and if I have fallen short of your expectations, accept my apologies for my limitations. My heart breaks even if it happens so quietly that I alone can hear it.

Answer 1

Delicately sensitive and you have written this well! This has not fallen short of my expectations I thought this was awesome and so is talent you have displayed!  Cheers!!

Answer 2

"To every thing there is a season"

The pain of loss, the inevitable acceptance of it.

This is so filled with restrained emotion...

This is a wonderful poem and I thank you for sharing it.

Answer 3

You've practiced a bit, haven't you?  

A complex mood; without some grey in the beard, to be in this mood as it is expressed might be impossible--or it might demand of green imagining an impossible experiential understanding.

Thematically, it is kinda disappointing.  You do a superb sonnet--but this theme, in this form, is something even this poetic know-nothing has seen before.   The figures, too, while cleverly used, lack novelty; that's not a condemnation.  Most useful words and phrases 'lack novelty'--that's why they're useful.

Answer 4

... wow. that was... i cant really describe.

i admire your talent.

and the poem was beautiful. i like it.