I'm sitting in a little coffee place totally enjoying the atmosphere... not far from the shores of the Pacific... you can tell where my mind is drifting off to. Thought I would share an attempt at a Ghazal, a form new to me.
Standing Tall Your Light
Through the darkest night, one struggles beyond, deeper into and more.
Standing Tall Your Light
Through the darkest night, one struggles beyond, deeper into and more.
This beacon shining bright, upon the sandy shore, standing tall your light.
When into the night, one sits outside a crowded shop alone.
Musical ebbings etching stars in the darkest skies shone, standing tall your light.
Mystical magic flows within this place, coffee brews for all.
While cool breezes playfully slip past chairs, her shawl, standing tall your light.
Warmed by the flow, the swirling winds dancing there.
Still into darkest night, a comfort touches down for all to share, standing tall your light.
This the bricklayer's building blight, as he lays the stumbling blocks of life.
A pillared starkly sight, my harbor from misty strife, standing tall your light.
Petrina Lesko
August 2011
The other day over at dVerse Poets Pub for their FormForAll the form explored was a Ghazal. I think this somewhat falls into how it 'should be written'.... obviously I am late in my attempt, but I was rather intrigued by the form. Hope you all enjoyed my attempt.
