THROUGH THE NIGHT (3)

Michael Edwards

                            

 

   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 )

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 13th, 2017 00:09
  • 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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  • burning-embers

    Beautiful. Love and peace. All the better for the final verse. Ten times better for the final verse. Excellent.

    • Michael Edwards

      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.

      • burning-embers

        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.

      • FredPeyer

        Michael, in my humble opinion that last stanza made it so much better!

      • FredPeyer

        Sorry, forgot to mention: I love your garden, mine looks more like a jungle.

        • Michael Edwards

          Thanks Fred - the garden is another passion of mine .

        • Goldfinch60

          That last stanza does complete this poem, those pledges will go on forever.

        • P.H.Rose

          Really great piece Michael
          And I love that pic of
          Your garden

        • orchidee

          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.

          • Michael Edwards

            It's that top heavy armour you're wearing - go on - give it a go !!

          • Fay Slimm.

            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.

            • Michael Edwards

              Thanks fay - the photo was taken on the day before Open Gardens so it had to look okay - over 300 people came traipsing through.

            • BRIAN & ANGELA

              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

              • Michael Edwards

                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?

                • BRIAN & ANGELA

                  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

                  • Michael Edwards

                    Ideally yes, Earl Grey. But it was in the morning - will you forgive me?

                  • Heather T

                    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.

                    • Michael Edwards

                      Not too bad thanks Heather - you can't beat a good traipse !!



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