Sonnet of the Sacrifice

by timjim77

Published October 2, 2005

I remember, far in some distant dream
When Earth was lit by awesome splendor, too,
When holy men did shine in brightest gleam
As bells in towers struck their chords as true.
I remember ‘twas ere the night had fell
And men still spoke of many things to come,
As people praying harkened to the bell,
Prepared to meet with grace their Lord’s kingdom.
I remember those days of innocence,
When men built temples out of childish love,
When all aligned in some awesome balance,
The days of prayer, pure as the whitest dove.
For days of virtue to relive again,
I would endure the burden of all pain.

Note: Line breaks appearing in this poem are not present, due to the fact that the "pre" button does not format it properly. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Comments & reviews · 2
forest_ofthe_nightingale wrote a review Review · Oct 4, 2005

I don't really feel any emotion in reading this poem. It almost seems like you (correct me if I'm wrong) had an idea, but couldn't put it into words that would express what you felt.
I love your wording, though. You used good descriptive words, but they didn't seem to portray the right meaning. See what you can do with it, or leave it as it is; it's your poem.

electricbluemonkey commented Comment · Oct 3, 2005

That was...interesting. I dont really know if I like it or not. The rhyming seems a bit force, but its alright.



What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't be a bit childish sometimes?
— 4th Doctor