Recollections

Recollections

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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Story poem for M'Lady Helen

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Recollections
 
 
As twilight falls the curfew sounds.
Within the walls guards make their rounds
The oaken gates are barred to all
The city waits for night to fall.
 
The wisest men stay safe at home
but rogues and lovers choose to roam.
While honest men are fast asleep
 around the darkened streets they creep.
 
Convinced that darkness is their friend,
 an ally on whom they can depend.
 But they are wrong the moon will rise
expose them to the watching eyes
 
of guardsmen who are in control
The city watch is on patrol
to watch for those who break the laws
and are abroad without just cause.
 
I am the one they failed to catch
The city guardsmen could not match
the speed at which I could make off.
They simply were not fast enough.
 
They did suspect but could not prove
that I enjoyed forbidden love
I will continue so to do
 as long as I am able to.
 
There’ll come a time I have no doubt
when youthful energy runs out.
Then I will become respectable
Always obey the curfew bell
 
But I will have fond memories
 of all the girls I used to please
When I was young and able to
 the things I can no longer do.
 
The curfew sounds as twilight falls
I can still hear the watchmen’s calls
But I’m as sure as I can be
 that some young fellow much like me.
 
Is doing what I used to do.
Beneath the moon there’s nothing new.
Hot blooded lads will have their way
 but if they’re caught there’s hell to pay
 
28-May-08
 
http:// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers
 

© 2008 Poeticpiers


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Another wonderful write. Perfect rhyme and rhythm as always. Tells a cute story.

As twilight falls the curfew sounds.
Within the walls guards make their rounds
The oaken gates are barred to all
The city waits for night to fall.

Well written. Your choice of words-perfect. :-)

Posted 17 Years Ago


I really love the image that the first four verses created in my mind, something experienced then I'd be guessing, or a powerful imagination. I was just able to picture it all in my mind so clearly, maybe I am remembering some eventful late nights....
I did have some issues with sixth verse I think that something is wrong there, "the" should be "they" I think and some of the punctuation in later verses seems a little of to me, breaking the flow a little. Not sure though if this is simply copying error when posting here.
Also I really did enjoy the closing verse it was a great ending to this piece, I really did enjoy it!


Posted 17 Years Ago


Great poem. The pace and rhyming are so flawlessly done. I really enjoyed this one. Though, I enjoy all that you write. But I especially liked this one. Great job!

Posted 17 Years Ago



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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..