In dream lone blackbird sits on telephone line,
pleading, what more do I have to give.
Wing once beat out a metronome in time..
leaving thoughts lost through a sieve.
I swore to rebuild our earthen dam,
and hold the waters at bay.
Your dream found a different plan,
left nothing more to say.
Race, now long finished, deemed total loss..,
left my prideful soul entreating.
Waste heart's song diminished, too high the cost,
ask why the day so fleeting.
Last candle's light gleamed in his glowering gaze,
Write journal'd fate, no answer would he belie,
September's temper teamed in shortened days,
to kiss late remember'd lips good-bye.
THE NEW PH FORMAT IS DISASTROUS. I THINK CLICKING ON PoemHunter.com, above, will take you to a page to write a complaint. I can't even send a message or make a search.
Last candle light gleamed in his glowering gaze.. i like that line Raven
2 - belie: " 1. (of an appearance) fail to give a true notion or impression of (something): disguise or contradict. 2. fail to fulfill or justify (a claim or expectation): betray. bri ;)
1 - Q, as you commented on my poem " Hard" , i say this about 'Blackbird In September': " Very well thought through and of. Somewhat beyond my feeble attempt to interpret, I fear. Perhaps the best works will always elude (me) . QtR' but...i guess i 'got the picture' i.e. got the gist of poem (cont.)
You dreamed a very sad dream of loss and love intertwined Excellent write, Quoth. Top marks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a well-crafted, tight little narrative. Thanks for sharing this.