To Emily Dickinson _
my etemal sister
The horror of the shattered mirror,
The thoughts about the death at night...
and with a clock that doesn ‘ t strike
Flies the time in shade of light...
I ’ ve flown over the bounds of fear,
I ’ ve rolled away the rocks of ice,
I know you ‘ II never come to me…
I ’ II wait for you beyond the skies.
And on the path of fractured glimmer
Thoughts of you give me no fright…
And with a clock that doesn ’ t strike
Flies the time in shade of light.
Oh, very good poem with rhymes on it fixed perfectly., I like this poem very much so I give you 10 marks.
A first posting on this site with such power and poetic clarity sets an unenviable standard Tsira but I think it a challenge you are equal to... Rgds, Ivan
Excellent poem Tsira, impeccable ryhme and meter. Best wishes, Andrew
I love the idea, Tsira, and you express the understandable connection you feel so intensely and so well. Emily D's work has such captivating time-breaking power.
Such an outstanding well crafted poem, the rhyme you used is such a delight for ears..Cristina Teodor
What a great poem, you rhyme at the right places and the words just flow. You have so a great talent for this in your other writings. Such a great tribute to your favorite poet.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beyond the skies dream dies in deep blue here in dust covered earth, we play in endless symphony trying to feel happy thanks. md