Too bad you could never feel
-- O gentle fire! --
Without being burnt.
Friday, February 27, 2009
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Poetry
Some Old School Verse
Edgar Allen Poe: Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were -- I have not seen
As others saw -- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I loved alone.
Then -- in my childhood -- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life -- was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold --
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by --
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Edgar Allen Poe: AloneFrom childhood's hour I have not been
As others were -- I have not seen
As others saw -- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I loved alone.
Then -- in my childhood -- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life -- was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold --
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by --
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
8 comments:
I love it. Unfortunately, that means your poem is now cursed throughout eternity....
hey, at least it will last that long... Gotta take what i can :P Thanks :)
@Cass: rofl.
I too love it; and yes... too bad.
This three liner... does it have a name/style type? or is it just free verse?
prehary... lol!
chemical romance. i think your life is undeniably if unwittingly ruled by chemistry and chemists.
"...From the ashes of destruction , grow the roses, grow the roses, grow the roses of success!!!!!" lol we need to watch that again...
p.o.s.h....posh
and upon looking at this a second time, i think to myself... hmmm, anna nalick, very nice...
inespir
lol thanks, no special form, just random :) Kate, I dont know if I should be pleased or not about that lol :)
I read this again today, and two things:
1)how true, and how beautiful
2) I was singing "grow the rose, grow the rose, grow the ros-ES!" in the shop yesterday, to the amusment of all.
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