Ah what a gorgeous night,
with the sun in beautiful repose,
reaching its arms of light to embrace us all,
and enrapture us with warmth.
But why do we not see that the night had fallen?
Like a sea of royal blue,
the waves of night crashed about the sky,
swallowing the clouds,
flowing to drown the light,
creating an ocean from zenith to nadir!
Yet still the sun remains,
like a buoy in the waters,
anchored deep within its murky depths.
Its glare deluged by the waves,
hammering its body beneath the surface,
and bathing the sun in a prosaic gloss.
It would reach its arms forth
as the water ebbed back,
gasping for a savior!
Time took a dilatory toll,
as it sent forth a pallid mist,
like a sheep’s wool of crisp air,
to assault the ocean’s magnificent waves.
Once the hour clicked towards midnight,
the haze had frozen the ocean’s terrible rage,
calming the waves and holding them steady,
to numb the sun’s pitiful crepuscular pain,
titivating the sky with an obsidian luster.
It was now a sea of ice. Who would save our gilded martyr?
Like spears piercing through a breastplate,
the stars shot forth brilliant needles,
perforating the frozen oceanic sky,
splattering their golden blood about the ice,
as a hundred dots from the deep!
Do they glimmer with hope?
Who do they shine for?
But what ferocious goliaths they are!
Their girths could drown a hundred Earths,
with flames that shoot further that a continent,
for they are mere spheres of burning gas.
But the waves still beat down upon their mighty size,
forcing them to blink and distort their saving rays,
because their temperature melted the ice,
that time had bestowed,
to save the sun.
Fearing the forthcoming ragnarok,
the stars rose their flames towards terra’s home,
and evaporated the impressive night with their grand novas!
The glazed sun held to the apex,
as its arms trapped the entire Earth,
lifting it with its strength,
warming it with its amicable nature,
and lighting the way for time’s destined trek,
of each vesper.
Let it be known,
That man should never see the midnight sun,
But the stars will always alleviate the malevolent,
As they glimmer for the planet,
And they shine for our future.
Author notes
I consider this a great poem, though I may be giving myself too much credit. I love imagery, if you couldn’t tell, and mixed in more metaphors than even I can remember, but hope shall never die so long as we believe in ourselves.
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Awesooome! I really like the analysis of nature and how it relates towards the tendencies of good and evil. Kinda like transcendentalism or w/e, seeking peace through nature. Awesome, and good luck in those contests!
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I lovelovelove the imagery in this poem. I enjoyed the references to the ocean and nature. The detail was supurb and I feel the intense need of hope. Great job and good luck in the contest.
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To be able to see the light, a glimmer of hope for all of us, never seeing the compounding darkness that falls all around us as it is trying to do now, that would be a person who possesses his own soul, one of freedom, hope, peace and strives to continue that always. This is a strong write, metaphors are well used and the imagery and subject is very well done.
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You certainly do not give yourself too much credit. Honest! This was a great poem all around.Every line meant something and the power and the force you portrayed were amazing. Well done!
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Thank you very much for your applause and comment. If I may ask, was there anything you did not like/needs improvement about the poem?
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Wow this was very well written with about every line having some sort of a literary device. I think this instills a very nice scene into the readers mind and this is a very good write.
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