Bond With Me
October 9, 2012 § 2 Comments
Hello? Are you stirring?
All reason is blurring.
Finally, the moon has dawned.
Bond with me — won’t you bond?
The hours I have stalked,
passions you have baulked.
Listen to my sound.
Believe what we have found.
Damn the dread. Damn the last.
We’re a world unsurpassed.
No matter how broken or shattered,
apart we’re simply more tattered.
Let no life before
paint our next shore.
Across the mile… and sea,
bond with, meld with, me.
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This reminds me of Ciara Shuttleworth’s Sestina . If you haven’t read it please do. I enjoyed finding a strong connection.
I hadn’t read it, but I have now. That was interesting. I had to read it a couple times just to see if it hit me the same way each time. I felt a little whirring at the back of my mind when I read that. Uncomfortable, familiar, right on target. Ms. Shuttleworth certainly managed to take six words and create a moment.
When I find a few moments, I’m going to have to try my hand at a Sestina. It seems difficult, thus worth attempting.