When the Long Night comes… - Non-Entry
a villanelle.
When the long night comes, I will not be alone
for, in my sleeping as I recognise,
my family and friends will claim their own.
To heavenly heights by mortal men unknown
as angels bear me up my soul will rise.
When the long night comes, I will not be alone.
All those with whom in life I’ve loved and grown
will greet me there with pleasure and surprise;
my family and friends will claim their own.
The seeds which I on earth had lately sown
will flower and fruit long after my demise.
When the long night comes, I will not be alone.
Though called upon my misdeeds to atone
if in my faith, correctly I surmise,
my family and friends will claim their own.
For, as I stand before the Almighty’s Throne,
and Heaven’s Glory first assails my eyes,
when the long night comes, I will not be alone,
my family and friends will claim their own.
Hugh Wyles, August 4th. 2008.
Author notes
I hope, whenever God may take my soul,
He won't say: "That's that chap Hugh Wyles! I know it!"
and then just drop me in an empty hole
because He doesn't want another poet. LOL
In a list
A contest entry
- CONTEST #35 FOR HUGH WYLES FAVORITES ONLY by huguenauties.
750 points, ended August 23, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A great villanelle my dear King but I hope you're not thinking of leaving us for a loooooong time.
Love Jenny
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I enjoyed this!
You rarely write a villanelle, but it is worth waiting for. I was pleased to see how well the repeating lines meshed with the tercets. It is comforting to consider the cloud of witnesses who have gone before to guide us to our rest.
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excellent~
Though the poem is sad..
I am like Catz your author comments makes it all the better
Your not going anywhere for a long while
Look at me they have had me not making it past Mar of last year and here I am
Love ya da
Your castle daughter
Susan~~~
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A rather sad poem, Hugh, yet it holds the beauty of faith and hope. But don't jump the gun... you have a lot of living yet to do and a realm over which to reighn, (sic?)
Even though the poem has a note of sadness, your author comment makes it all better
Dee
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If ever I sucessfully finish with the haiku classes I am going to study the sonnets so I know what the heck you all are talking about when you talk 'poet'
Of course you did another beautiful poem...though it is a tad on the sad side it is never the less beautiful...
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Your poem made me go little sad, but your author note made me laugh. We all will have that long night, but lets hope that ours be still very very far to happen.
If you get there before me,
please, please, don't tell God
that I write free verse and haiku
if God is like you, that would definitely
close the Heaven's door to me
As always, so well written
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God has set aside a desk and computer
for the royal Hugh to use
at a much later date,
for he decrees your prolific flow
shall continue now ad infinitum.
An extremely difficult subject
handled with such style and grace...
M-C
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I'm not even going to go there. My mood isn't such lately to want to follow that path. As I said once recently, I'll comment on the quality of the poem instead. It has the skill and touch I can only dream to achieve and gives me something to aspire to...goals are always good, even unattainable ones.
No, my mind does not want to grasp the notion of finality right now. I fear I put Coelho to bed too soon...I may have to wake him, he makes me smile.
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Lovely poem, Hugh!
After all those years of waitin',
there'll be lots of celebratin'!
There'll be laughter, tears of joy,
when thou, faithful Kiwi boy,
take your rightful, well-kept space
in that awesome, heav'nly place!
God Himself shall claim your soul
for your faith hath made you whole!
Love and Hugs,
♥ Maureen
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Dear Hugh,
When that long night comes and the angels take you home, all your family and friends will be there to greet you and there will be a huge party to celebrate your arrival and I will probably be one of them. That's if I go before you, but you'd have to live in your nineties though because that's how long I'll live.
Lovely Villanelle my dear friend.
Love Bea
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