Robert Stoner Jr Poet Ottava rima

Distant Things

As setting sun and last refrain of song.
my life but one melodious lost note.
In retrospect, the journey not so long,
those distant things now seem much less remote.
In life so fleeting, time now to prolong,
filled with lines to write, never to be wrote.
Farewell tomorrows veiled expectation,
for distant things whisper for salvation.

Robert Gene Stoner Jr
6/8/18 ©

Form:  Ottava Rima

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Sarban Bhattacharya September 17, 2016 at 9:17 AM Very lofty theme. I enjoyed it a lot. ---Sarban Robert Stoner Jr September 17, 2016 at 9:32 AM Thank you Sara an for the read and comment on this piece, much appreciated

Richard Lamoureux June 18, 2016 at 8:01 AM I like this form. May your words survive a thousand years. Robert Stoner Jr June 21, 2016 at 5:27 PM Thank you Richard for the read and support on this piece, much appreciated.

Tom Quigley June 8, 2016 at 5:41 PM Very nice write. Sad and introspective. Hadn't seen that form yet. It worked really well. Robert Stoner Jr June 8, 2016 at 5:51 PM Hi Tom , thanks for the read and supportive comment on this effort. I enjoyed this form, it's written in iambic pentameter and the rhyme scheme is pleasant. I may revisit this form more in the future.