06-07-2013, 02:56 PM
I wrote this two nights ago. I hope it's not incomprehensible.
That the day come
and my dreams in drudgery
will never worry for the fury
and never run, for the sun-
he comes, oh he comes!
But in this midnight chamber
her words come forth first:
"No matter shadows dim or bright
when the sickness of the heart
leads you always to the night.
No matter your level of dark
when sinning is a natural art"
You come for me, do you not?
You warm father, fast and hot.
To save me from myself tonight,
to teach me love, wrong and right.
That the day come
and my dreams in drudgery
will never worry for the fury
and never run, for the sun-
he comes, oh he comes!
But in this midnight chamber
her words come forth first:
"No matter shadows dim or bright
when the sickness of the heart
leads you always to the night.
No matter your level of dark
when sinning is a natural art"
You come for me, do you not?
You warm father, fast and hot.
To save me from myself tonight,
to teach me love, wrong and right.
Quote:Revised version. Honestly, the first time I've attempted iambs. I know lines 1, 5, 10, 14 don't follow the meter. Does it still sound okay?
That the day come
and have my dreams in drudgery
never more bring worries to me
and stop their run, for the sun-
he comes, he comes!
But in this midnight chamber fear
her words do come forth first: “my dear,
no matter shadows dim or bright
when this sickness of your heart does
always lead you to the night.”
Warm father, rise up from the land
and wash me with your rays of light
to save me from myself tonight,
to teach me love, wrong and right.



