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Await The Breeze

Note; This is an Italian Sonnet rhyme scheme but written in hymn meter which is an iambic tetrameter and trimeter mix and echoes a style that Emily Dickinson often used. Although she admired Shakespeare, she didn't write traditional sonnets (which is okay, we like variety and originality). So ... in honor of Emily and - age and wishes; I wrote 4 years ago I think. Oh pity my decrepit frame, with every step I cry; to see myself through clouded eyes and barely know my name. Oh God! To be that youth again when skyward I could fly, bereft lament that now abides with not a soul to blame. So ... should I ride that plaintive wind, or wait the gentle breeze - to climb with wings on upward drafts ...or stay where I have been? I think I shall await the breeze and ride it 'til my last.

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Date: 4/24/2018 8:35:00 AM
This mix works so well, Craig, I think Emily would be proud. Regards, Viv
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Date: 3/30/2018 9:35:00 PM
I think it's gorgeous, Craig. I am still young at heart but the body has long since become a "decrepit frame". I am certain most people will be able to identify with this one. Great job!!!
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Date: 3/30/2018 7:43:00 PM
Very nicely done Craig, a gentle thought provoking read.
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Date: 3/30/2018 2:24:00 PM
Oh God! To be that youth again...a universal thought from the book of reflection, that we all have read...the last two lines gave a face forward goal of relaxed understanding of life...
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