I cannot help but think to know,
the way in which our shadows grow,
and when all day due east we run,
our backs bear the setting sun.
such beauty masked behind the trees
cast shadows upon what we see,
or not, but which we think to be
like our path among the trees.
I cannot help but seek to learn
steady as the world does turn,
why we walk the way we do
among the path we find untrue,
and yet methinks I already know
the way in which our shadows grow
or be truth, light. Oh! Be it so
for methinks I already know
I cannot help but stumble to fall,
for shadows trip, though I think me tall,
the light will shine enough to show
that when methinks, I’d yet to know.
and so, come along with me my dear
into the darkness we will stare
and hope for sight of the brilliance hidden there
for behind the sun is setting.
Author notes
I got bored during S.A.T. prep class today and wrote this. It doesn’t have a title yet, so please help me out with that if you have an idea.
Written October 6th, 2006
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i always love to see your poems like this:-) sorry for the lack of comments in a while. i truly never like rhyming in my own poetry because i definatly feel i cant or have not ever written anything to this standard. and life (if im gettin this right) doesnt always trip you, sometimes it is stubbornness or overly prideful behavior that does. i read it in another poem earlier today, but "we only truly have no existence when we close our eyes". good luck on the SAT's i hated them when i took um.
take care,
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Well...GOOD LUCK!!!!!!
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yeah i am studying for the SAT's which i get to take for the 2nd time next sat. and after that i have a band contest, which i am not looking forward to at all.
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Okay I applauded this and AP said I already did which is typical AP BS. I will try again tomorrow.
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Superb.
Hello Daughter! Wow- I missed your penning...and you are studying your SAT's? (sigh)
How about the obvious, it's a wonderful and typically brilliant poem by you- but the link is the line in every sentence.
"I Cannot Help" is plain and simple and obvious.
All my love and wishes...
-Daddy.
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Brilliant I write some of my best works in class (Though I'm only in my 3rd year of secondry school) Sitting in history writing how I feel and BAM a poem is born. I really interesting and great piece. I can't really think of a suitible title, I suck at titles.
Sorry
but I WILL say this is one heck of a poem
Well done
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I like "Methinks" for the title.
It has a rythm and flow, could be read out loud well. I has a beat, cadence to it.
I like it - the setting sun is always soemthing to be written of.. take care and good luck on the SATs. -
our back bear the setting sun - perhaps having that as bears? it is a good piece though i am not too keen on seeing the use of the word doth as no one really speaks like that these days spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love...
Edited on Oct 06, 2:53 p.m. because ''.
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