A ballad in anapestic tetrameter. I wanted to see if I could write a poem; you tell me. |
Note on style and meter. This is an attempt at anapestic tetrameter. An anapestic foot is two unstressed syllables followed by a stressed syllable. A line of anapestic tetrameter is four of these in a row: da da DUM da da DUM da da DUM da da DUM The rhyme scheme is ababbcbc for three verses, with the final verse bcbc. Traditionally the last line of each verse of a ballad is a refrain that repeats in all four verses. This poem deviates slightly in that the the final line of the last verse is slightly different. This is my very first attempt at any kind of poetry, so feedback is greatly appreciated! Love song When our bodies and souls in the darkness of night Lay together in bed and share rest and repose, Then do whispers divine and exalted give light To the life that we share and the love that one knows Will forever be held in our bosoms and souls. In the gloaming we're naked, our hearts we reveal. In our love and our coupling we long to dispose That great distance between us that love can't repeal. We first met in the spring when the flowers so bright Were abloom in their beds, all in careful tableaux. I was drawn to your beauty and sought to invite You to join me and stroll in the trees that enclose That fair glade where we met and where love first arose. With a touch to my hand and a kiss you did seal The one love that we share to protect and oppose That great distance between us that love can't repeal. As we age, for the span of our lives we do fight To return to the days of our youth when the rose Of our love first did bloom and before it took flight. We are lost in the rush of a living that flows, Of a life that is spent in the moment. It knows Little mercy for love that we share, an ordeal We endure to a song that is harsh, as it shows That great distance between us that love can't repeal. How I miss you, my love, both your highs and my lows. Our two hearts, once so warm, now alone, mine is steel. I endure to a dirge from the void, one that shows That great distance between us that death does reveal. |