Arrested by the Night

[Tony]

Just a little poem I wanted to share:

My eyes grow heavy in the mist,
My aching breathe takes flight.
A twisting rift which earthwhile kissed,
Raked low beneath the plight.

The woman of dark night's embrace,
Entranced, I gently cry.
Breathtaking comfort, eye shut grace,
Life's love to let me die.

Slumbered peace makes quiet joy,
No more to ache or pray.
Long gone the young and bright eyed boy,
As night escapes the day.

[Akanari]

...I really like this. Simple, classic, but still moving.

Usually rhyming is so ungracefully done that it makes my ears bleed (no reference intended :]), but you performed it simply and unobstrusively. Not only is the poem well-formed, but it's quite pretty, and I like the cycle of life references in the poem.

[Tony]

Aww, thank you so much.

I've always enjoyed rhyme and meter, but agree with you that it can be poorly done if not formed well. I try hard to make sure that everything has a type of verbal harmony to it... wow, that sounded dorky!

[Daijaga]

Thats really a great piece - Im a huge personal fan of rhyming meter myself and I have a hard time writing out side that guideline. This poem is exactly my style and tells such a complete story in three stanzas. Well done Tony.

[Zzyxx]

Very good!
People like you who can actually use form and meter in poetry make me quite jealous!
^_^;;
but... anyhow, good work.