You Are the Music

You’re the reason why I write poetry. Seeing beauty and promise in the mundane. You are the music – reverberating gong. When you smile, I have won the lottery. I walk around grinning like the insane, ‘cause you put in my heart a lilting song. That you favoured me, how could it be? While the music lasts, love should not wane. Surely this feeling I have can’t be wrong. I wish for meteor colours to see night long! Poet's note: Depicted here are the different colours of comet tails as they enter the earth's atmosphere. Science now asserts that colour does not exist anywhere in the universe. It is only how our brains interpret the various wavelengths of light. The colour blue could not be 'seen' by many ancient peoples and, therefore, many languages do not have a word for the colour blue. Also, according to science, time does not exist. Poetic form: Curtal sonnet The curtal sonnet (obsolete word meaning curtailed or contracted) is a form invented by the Jesuit priest, Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–1889). He only wrote the three examples: ‘Pied Beauty’, ‘Peace’, and ‘Ash Boughs’. An eleven-line poem in two stanzas, in variable metre (he employed sprung rhyme to achieve desired effect of lesser syllables per line). Comprising of a sestet with a rhyme scheme of abcabc, and a quatrain rhyming dcbd or dbcd, that marks the pivotal point (a shifting or tilting of the main line of thought); with an additional 2 syllable verse, a spondee [//] rhyming ‘c’, which is presented indented. References: Poetry Base/Poetry Gnosis; Poem Analysis; etc.