THROUGH THE NIGHT
Through the night
within the room in which they stayed
through the night.
The candles shed their shifting light
upon the bed in which they laid
as curtains by the window swayed
through the night.
Through the night
upon his chest her long black hair.
Through the night
as candles shed their shifting light
consumed by love they sought to share
in ecstasy in passions snare
through the night.
Through the night
the pledges made as yet unsigned.
Through the night
As candles shed their shifting light
their writhing bodies intertwined
and honoured pledges made that bind
through the night.
Michael Edwards © July 2017
Rondelet ( AbAabbA )
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Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just revisited this one previously posted and added a third stanza - but I promise it will be the last one. An interesting form albeit restrictive. Plus corner of my garden for a change.
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Beautiful. Love and peace. All the better for the final verse. Ten times better for the final verse. Excellent.
Thanks so much - I really appreciate your comments - yes I think it was calling for a third stanza. just goes to show - I only wrote the first stanza as an experiment in this poetic form and it sort of blossomed from there.
Sometimes it just pours out doesn't it but i know i have many unfinished works i return to time and again searching for the spark/angle that will see it thru to fruition.
Michael, in my humble opinion that last stanza made it so much better!
Sorry, forgot to mention: I love your garden, mine looks more like a jungle.
Thanks Fred - the garden is another passion of mine .
That last stanza does complete this poem, those pledges will go on forever.
I just hope so - thanks G
Really great piece Michael
And I love that pic of
Your garden
Many thanks PH
A fine write and pic M. But, crash! It's me swooning and falling over. Ecstasy and writhing? Oohh, should I try them?! I'm going into that garden there, to cool off. heehee.
It's that top heavy armour you're wearing - go on - give it a go !!
First rate poem after that final stanza - it finished the scene on an intimate note of positive vibes. Well done Michael and what a tidy garden you have.
Thanks fay - the photo was taken on the day before Open Gardens so it had to look okay - over 300 people came traipsing through.
THANKS MICHAEL | For posting a poem in a classic form RONDELET AbAabbA It is the repetition of the title - Through the night - as lines 1 3 7 that emphasises and reinforces the subject. At my age I could sustain the Love & Passion - "All through the Night" it calls for high libido and compatibility ! Thank for sharing - BRIAN I love walled gardens |- very intimate ! B
Wait until you're my age - the mind is willing but the flesh is weak as they say Lol 🙂 Was sitting in the garden today with friends drinking fresh coffee with scones with strawberry jam and lashings of cream - now how English is that?
Thanks Michael - I take my opportunities while my Member is still standing ! Yes - very English - an afternoon Strawberry Tea - BUT - It should be Earl Grey not coffee ! Thanks BRIAN
Ideally yes, Earl Grey. But it was in the morning - will you forgive me?
This spun on to a gorgeous resolution. I adore images of candles shedding their shifting light. I hope your garden is as lovely after 300 traipsers traipsed.
Not too bad thanks Heather - you can't beat a good traipse !!
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