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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

The Last

The last of the worst
Is when the fire will thirst,
And when the sorrow will mercifully cry.

The beautiful burst
When the flowers are cursed
Is when the burrowing heroes will die.

3 comments:

  1. The rhyming is BEAUTIFUL here! Just beautiful! I love this type of rhyming scheme, because it has a haunting tone like "The Skater of Ghost Lake": "Ghost Lake's a dark lake, a deep lake, and old." However, I really need help knowing who the burrowing heroes are, though I guess them to be flowers. :P The meaning of it all is at the tip of my tongue, but I just can't quite grasp it! :P LOL ;)

    --Dalu--

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  2. Dalu,

    Thanks! LOL, I guess that's perhaps all it had going for it. :P :D
    I guess I've never heard of that poem! It sounds perfectly marvelous!
    LOL, one could almost say that I need help knowing who those "burrowing heroes" are! XD They aren't the flowers, though—I meant for them to be moles; the little furry things that dig holes in people's backyards. I'm not sure why I wrote them into the poem, however; they just kinda found their way onto the page all by themselves, I guess, LOL! Therefore, they could be whatever you want them to be. :D



    -- Coyle

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  3. Ben,

    Ha! LOL! So it didn't have any real meaning that you could think of, or did you just forget what you meant it to mean, if you take my meaning? :P LOL
    Oh, it's a really neat poem! It's by William Rose Benet. It's kind of hard to understand at first, but it's about two lovers who meet on lake when their parents don't know what they are doing. The moral is great, really: they get scared of something ("The wicked flees when none pursueth"), take off onto the lake with their skates, and end up falling through the ice. :P LOL Here's the first stanza, which I really like:
    "Ghost Lake's a dark lake, a deep lake and cold:
    "Ice black as ebony, frostily scrolled;
    "Far in its shadows a faint sound whirrs;
    "Steep stand in sentinelled deep, dark firs."
    That's the haunting effect you had. Ha! Moles! Well, that makes sense, but I wonder what makes them heroes... LOL, kind of one of those poems that anyone can find a way to relate to, eh? :P

    --Dalu--

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