A POEM

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A POEM

 
I planned one time to perpetrate a song,
one of the new kind, pulsing, free and strong.
 
I balanced subjects tragic and grotesque,
conjuring all the rhythms unto my desk;
 
And then the skittish metres gathered round
joining in shadowy swing and leap and bound
 
Metres sonorous, metres potent, grave,
some with the shock of arms, some, bird-songs brave;
 
From East and West, from South as well as North,
metres and stanzas bowing hurried forth.
 
Chafing their golden bridles, loose of rein,
approach the Tercets, as if coursers vain.
 
And opening up amid the gallant ring,
purple and gold, arrived the Sonnet king.
 
And all began to sing -- Among the rabble
there rose the spirit of a charming gabble.
 
One pointed strophe wakened my desire
with the clear tinkling of a little spire;
 
So above all, I chose it for the bride
adding my crystal, silver rhymes beside.
 
And thus I told a tale, with subtle grace,
a tragical, fantastic, never base,--
 
Though sad enough, a story straight and terse--
of a fair lady loved and in her hearse;
 
And to sustain the mournful note I added
soft lisps with ex professo kisses padded:
 
I decked the phrase with gold, and music rare
of lute and mandolin was sounded there.
 
I drew the light of distances profound
with solemn mists and melancholies bound;
 
And 'mid the dim obscure, as in a feast
of mortals, dancers to the dance released;
 
Clothed them in words that cloud like heavy veils,
with midnight masks of satin, velvet trails;--
 
And in the background interwining, wound
the mystical and fleshly, as if bound.
 
Then in my author's pride, I added there
heliotrope scent and light of jacynth rare--
 
And brought the poem to a critic grand,
who sent it back -- "I fail to understand."


AIXA

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StandingBear commented on A POEM

12-17-2010

Ingrid, your poetic excellence achievement beats in time within Grito's *Blue Inca Nights* ~ Exquisite! Elegant, prose perfection written beautifully sad! An heirloom love poem for the ages ~ from within the deepest recesses of your loving heart! Crystallized beauty! ~ StandingBear

To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

AIXA’s Poems (52)

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MY CAPTAIN KIDD 0
MAGIA 0
MAGICAL 0
Si muero mañana, deberías saber... 0
Cierra tus Ojos... 0
CLOSE YOUR EYES... 3
If I will die tomorrow you should know. 1
A FREE SPIRIT CALLED "AIXA" 1
TO GRITO 1
Loving in Silence 1
TO THE ETERNAL "GRITO" 5
You, my Bright Star! 2
WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME 8
MAGIC BUTTERFLIES 3
A POEM 1
You the Firefly... 1
Alphabetical Thoughts 2
THE APACHE PROMISE 7
THE CURSE 4
POETRY WITH YOU 4
ONE LAST BREATH... 2
PONCE DE LEON 4
NENEIS!!! 3
TO "GRITO" THE POET! 6
A NEW LOVE 9
A MOURNING STAR... 2
ERES 2
AMANDOTE 3
TRUE LOVE 4
YOUR BODY PARTS 3
'ANGELICA" 1
THE FUCHSIA ROSE 2
THAT NIGHT… 1
LOVE SPELL 8
PLAY WITH ME 4
SAVE ME 2
SI DECIDES AMARME 3
IF YOU LOVE ME 11
TRUE SMILE 5
TRUE SMILE END 2
A FEATHER IN THE WIND 21
CELESTIAL BOND 12
MY OTHER HALF 3
I love my Dad 7
INNOCENT CHILD 18
Lost a Loved One 13
I asked God for you 14
Being inside of you 20
Close to you 9
Envejecere a tu lado (Spanish) 7
Seeing through your soul 10
I will age by YOUR SIDE 19