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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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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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: 4/8/2018 12:43:00 AM
It is always a pleasure and a privilege to read your sonnets, Craig. T.J
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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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