A Dream, A Kiss: The Stranger’s Tale

I met a man who told me tales of wand’ring

long on lonesome trails of silvered hazel wood,

where by a stream he dreamed, and his pond’ring

 

the ships he sailed, and battles fought as he could.

Then how his dream seemed more real than all of this—

of his darling’s kiss, how missed, and what he should

 

have done. Now old, I think of his dreamed kiss,

his plans altered and rued. I instead stayed,

cast wishes on waters true, finding bliss

 

with you, I thank that man, his lesson taught,

grateful my hopes granted in love long sought.

 

Another sonnet for dVerse, this time in Terza Rima, with thoughts, too, of enjambment, per Jilly’s post. I’m still reading the sonnets, and I’m so impressed with the philosophical questioning. I seem only to be able to write these narrative type sonnets. This started out as a poem based on a Yeats challenge, Jane Dougherty did a while ago. If you want to read that version, it’s here. So indirectly, this is inspired by Yeats. Feel free to comment.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

20 thoughts on “A Dream, A Kiss: The Stranger’s Tale

  1. It is definitely Yeat’s inspired. The first stanza is pure Aengus. Funnily enough, the Oracle gave me a poem today with similar elements that made me think of Yeats. I should really stop being surprised by this.

  2. It does have the aura of Yeats. Such a beautiful yearning.
    I want to try this form too. I think I will be dipping into sonnets every once in awhile now. dVerse is definitely on the right track with this challenge.

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