Changing perceptions for M'lady Emma

sonnet in tetrameter

Changing perceptions.

 

The sun shines on the frozen snow.

Where ice crystals refract the light

The primal colours come and go.

Add fleeting beauty to the white.

When nightfall brings to end the day.

No pretty colours can be seen.

Just shifting shadows blue and grey.

 which make a sad depressing scene

though  soon the silver moon will rise.

Her gentle beams chase the shadows.

Revealing only snow and ice

which in the moonlight softly glows.

The beauty shows by day or night

Quite independent of the light.

 

Saturday, 15 May 2010

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Reviews

[Ruth]

This would be great as spoken word, with some strings to enhance the beauty already there, wonderful poem! xx

[JENY]

hi….
Fleeting nature…..
Of beauty….
And…..existence of it even in the absence of light…..

Both ….eternal and ephemeral nature of beauty depicted in the same poem….
Very nice……

[Rhine Wolf]

well you have done it again!! this is true a beautiful piece!! the flow and imagery that your words create are just magical!!

Blessed be,
Fallon

[KatiePie]

"Her gentle beams chase the shadows." was my favorite line here.
You did a really great job using sensory details, I could see everything flowing through my mind. I love how even though through all of the gorgeous sights you portrayed here, the most amazing thing about this is that it pulses with a piece of your soul, every line is dripping with heart.
It's written with a passion, not one to be amazing, not one to take peoples breath away, but it's a passion of love..

Truely Beautiful