Jordan Dickinson Poet Ballade

Fellow In the Meadow

Walked alone through the darkened meadow
I could feel the chill air sweeping the hills
Then I came amongst a shadowy fellow
And somber eyes, flames in now drills
I stood there frozen, thoughts locked, spills
I cried up for mercy, fears hoped will ease
All my hope for running his hard hand kills
Begging him for mercy, please God please

So I stood there frozen alone in the meadow
No longer the chill i felt sweep the hills
Where could he have gone, this dark fellow
Gratitude toward God my heart now fills
For all my locked up thoughts now spills
i cried on up for mercy, fears all now ease
All of my dread for dying, his mercy kills
Begging him for mercy, please God please

I turned around to walk alone the meadow
And along up ahead on the highest of hills
I remember watching as i saw that fellow
Grow some wings and light my soul fills
I remember the sound, the riveting chills
I saw a true Angel, all of my fears did ease
Now the absence of that loving angel kills
Begging him for mercy, please God please

I long for your souls to see that it still fills
Me up with love, all fears are past ease
I hope you sit there on those same hills
Begging for his mercy, please God please

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John Posey November 10, 2012 at 6:01 PM spiritually intriguing.... I love the perspective from which this is written. (and perhaps read). I enjoy stopping by and finding poetic gems to enjoy. I don't expect you will ever disappoint me..... Jake Jordan Dickinson November 11, 2012 at 11:17 AM Thank you Jake, I hope that my poetry will be food for thought and never boring!

Carol Eastman October 23, 2012 at 10:31 AM I liked this new style... and the story held me rivoted till the end. Jordan Dickinson November 4, 2012 at 1:55 PM Thank you Carol! It means a lot!

Sara Kendrick October 3, 2012 at 6:40 PM I really like this one...Sort like a Pantoum or Villanelle..I am glad that I chose it to read this eve..Sara Jordan Dickinson October 4, 2012 at 6:03 PM Thank you!

Poet Destroyer A October 2, 2012 at 8:48 PM Hi Jordan, wow.. your poem had me grip from beginning to end. I like the darken meadows image... I also felt a little errie-d about the fellow, and who he was... .. enjoyed stopping by~ ALWAYS~ PD Jordan Dickinson October 2, 2012 at 8:53 PM Thank you, I was trying a new style so I wasn't sure how well it would be, but thank you very much for your positive feedback it means a lot!