Deborah Guenther Beachboard Poet Ghazal

Dreams

White upon fog upon snow upon dreams,
dreams upon snow upon fog upon white.

Dreams come, as if the minutiae of day
are merely a prelude to night vision.

It is kin to the sun but it is not the sun,
its light is not golden and it does not warm.

His left hand is under my head,
his right hand does embrace me.

Deb'rah slew the heart of her enemy
as the prophecy foretold.

NOTE: Contemporary ghazals generally dispense 
with rhyme and emphasize the shifts between couplets. 
The Poetry Dictionary, John Drury,  1995, page 120.

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Pashang Salehi February 23, 2018 at 7:48 PM Hi Deborah, this is a beautiful poem, but it is not a ghazal.....The rhyming in Ghazal ends like aA bA cA dA eA etc. The P.S has a great description of ghazal. Deborah Guenther Beachboard February 24, 2018 at 7:18 PM Thank you for taking time commenting on this poem. It is true that I did not use the traditional rhyme scheme of this form, but in modern ghazel the rhyme scheme is generally not used.

Silent One February 13, 2018 at 5:47 AM This is well expressed, this is a different type of ghazal that I have read and wrote before.. This is a link to one that is used by western writers. http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/ghazal.html