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A very good friend of mine commented on my two earlier poems and said that they were sonnets in the truest sense of the word because they weren't written in iambic pentameter. Although I was aware of this and intended for those poems to be sonnet-like in line length alone, and not stylistically resemble the sonnet form in any way, I feel that she did make a good point and so my reply was to write a sonnet in iambic pentameter. This one took me slightly longer because of it and so I hope all you readers enjoy this 20 minute brainchild of mine.
Exaltation
The altar of the shadows beckons me
in worship of the figurehead of power
and eternal destiny. By decree
of celestial sanctity the hour
of testament and trial soon approaches.
In spite of true love or hope enduring,
my spirit in feeble state encroaches
on the boundary of my alluring...
But before I pray, I succumb to you,
Oh, raptured guardian of masses dead.
Captured in ruptured breath, at last I knew
The song of barren souls and utmost dread.
And I lay still beneath your sacred shrine.
I forever yours, you forever mine.
Till next time, may you agglomerate all your unpremeditated contemplations.
6 years ago
3 comments:
Ohhhh, goodo. :P The poem was worth the hype I gave it in my blog post. :D
Did Keats write in iambic pentameter? I don't think he did, yet his poems are classified as really good sonnets. :P
Anyway, if I was to rank the poems in order of how much I liked them, I'd go this one, the one before this, then your first one. Hey, you're only getting better. XD
Keep it up!
~ngiammy.
After 30 minutes of letting my mind loiter around your realm(s) of gold, I have gained insights more valuable than that I have been gathering for two whole months in Mr. Bell's classes.
Woots, I feel like burning a pentagram already. :D
Too much poetry, you are putting me to shame!
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