How do I wander? Through crowded city street,
with hazel wand in hand, or sailing roiling seas,
seeking golden apples of the sun, finding defeat,
wondering the gods whose hearts I must appease.
The glimmering girl has vanished, forever in the past
her heartaches muted grief in throes of fitful slumber.
The blossom of youth soon goes, beauty does not last,
time journeys on, carrying our destined number.
Yet I realize that dreams change, they come in many forms,
as starlight reaches us, and its reds shift to blue,
as heroes stay the course through life’s constant storms,
I see rainbows now in the changing hues.
So we’ll float together, our raft on time’s stream,
we’ll love, be together, and share a dream.
NaPoWriMo, Day 25 Today’s challenge–to use a line from a poem. I attempted a sonnet here, which was a prompt from a previous day. I used phrases from Yeats’s “The Song of Wandering Aengus.”
You can also listen to it sung here by Judy Collins.
Golden Apples show up in many myths, including one of the tasks given to Hercules.
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Great minds again 🙂
I know–isn’t that funny? I hadn’t read yours when I started mine.
You made this seem original and yet, antique sounding, fitting the Yeats style. Wonderful writing, Merril! Smiles, Robin
Thank you so much, Robin. What a nice comment! 🙂
Somehow I pictured Raphael’s The Three Graces holding red, not golden, apples when I read your dreamy poem.
Hmmm. . .not sure what that means. 🙂 I think golden apples are more elusive.
I associate red apples with temptation. Yes, golden apples seem more elusive, not real.
Oh. 🙂
I love that song, and you’ve caught the essence. Beautiful sonnet! (K)
Thanks, Kerfe. Sonnets are really difficult! I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
Your creativity seems to grow with every new poem. Do you feel it?
That is so sweet, Luanne. Thank you! I wish I had more time to just sit and write poetry. 🙂
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Lovely poem matching the work of the great Arthur Rackham
Thank you very much, Derrick!
This is quite lovely! I must admit, scrolling through NaPoWriMo sites, I was drawn to your site because of the amber drink with floating ice cubes in the wine glass. I do enjoy a glass of wine in the evenings — so the glass with the moisture by its rim drew me in. So glad I meandered here…..this is quite lovely! I’ve yet to do a sonnet — soon — You’ve done the form well — and in fact, the meaning shines through and the form itself is invisible — which is very very good. No constraints — the words just flow. You’ve used the phrases from Yeats well indeed. I worked with Mary Oliver — a favorite of mine. So fun to see who folks choose for this!
Perhaps I’ll see you again over an evening glass of chardonnay! 🙂
Thank you for stopping by and leaving such a kind comment. I’m glad you liked the image on my site. 🙂 I found the sonnet very difficult to write, so I’m glad you enjoyed it. Enjoy your chardonnay–perhaps I’ll join you with a cabernet.