More Poetry

As I mentioned in my last post, I was working on several other poems. Well I completed a few of them, so I thought I'd add them to my blog.


                            Companions of the Night

Drained of me, have been my thoughts
Just like the setting in of dreadful droughts
Oh have I been crippled by your serenity
Stars of incredible longevity

Each night I yearn to seem them glow
And when they do, through my veins do flow
A feeling of prolonged ecstasy
That makes life seem a splendid fantasy

But when I gaze, on a cloudy night
My heart no longer feels that light
For I feel like I've been abandoned by
My staunch companions of the sky

I'm not quite sure what to make of this one. I feel like my comparisons are somewhat questionable. For example I have compared the effect that stars have on my thoughts to the setting in of droughts. I suppose it is appropriate to an extent as I do not think of much else when I spend my time star gazing. I must say though that this is quite an accurate description of the impact that stars have on me. I think I'll refrain from commenting on the underlying meaning of this poem, as knowing what it is decreases its appeal (in my opinion). Anyway the poem below is rather different to this one.


                                 Standing on the River Bank

I must go past the river
But which bridge should I take?
I could choose for prides sake
Or for the glorious gardens ahead

A false step, and I may have
To dream of what could have been
And the sights I could have seen
Will I get a second chance?

If I make the right decision
I could bask in the gardens
But if I don't my future darkens
Maybe I should just stay where I am

This one is heavily influenced by the position that I am in life right now. I've known for awhile that less is more, so I've actually said more in this poem than in any of the others I've written, but with fewer words. I am also quite pleased with the fact that I said everything that I had to say indirectly. I think it would be just to say that I have Increased my awareness of my own strengths and areas for growth. As I have stuck to  definite rhyming patterns in both poems, this is something that I found quite difficult to do. The area for growth would be making my poems more indirect and abstract, so much so that they can be interpreted in contrasting ways.