Monday, June 13, 2016

An Original Pantoum: The Woman of the Isle Prays




Through storms and over sea,
At ebb of light, slip into sleep.
In dreams, journey back to me.
Plunge beneath the somber deep.

At ebb of light, slip into sleep
Though danger may befall,
Plunge beneath the somber deep.
On alabaster shores I wait for you at nightfall.

Though danger may befall,
Take me back to see morning once more.
On alabaster shores I wait for you at nightfall.
Her freedom this spirit doth implore.

Take me back to see morning once more.
The vision wanes, the isle sinking.
Her freedom this spirit doth implore.
The world of my bondage is fading.

The vision wanes, the isle sinking.
In dreams, journey back to me.
The world of my bondage is fading.
Through storms and over sea.


by B. Youngblood


2 comments:

  1. Nice job! I'm currently putting together a portfolio of poetry so that I can get into a class in the fall, so I'm always interested in seeing other people share their poetry. Good for you for being willing to put yourself out there:)

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    1. Thanks Sunny! This was part of my portfolio at the end of class. What class are you getting into? I love reading other people's work :) Thanks for visiting!

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