When the sun rises,
I will sleep.
When the rooster crows,
I will moan.
But,
When the sun sets,
I cry.
When the moon waxes,
I know it's not long.
And the last day,
When the sun rises,
I will be at peace.
When the rooster crows,
I will know I am not alone.
And then,
When the sun sets.
I will not be afraid.
When the moon wanes,
I will say,
"I will not go gentle into this night!"
Author notes
"1-UP"
This poem is about making due with whatever time you've got left in life, and alludes to Dylan Thomas' work "Do Not Go Gently".
A contest entry
- for my friend by crystallynnbradford.
300 points, ended August 20, 2007, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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This is such a great poem and I really loved reading through this. "Do Not Go Gently" is one of my favourite poems and you have done great here with this. Congratulations on winning the gold trophy.
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this is amazing...I appriecate the feeling and all the emotion is this piece...just what I was looking for.
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