When queried as to where I live,
I ponder not and always give
an answer I’ve prepared to say ~
that “Heaven’s not so far away.”
May God have mercy on us all,
for we’ve been haunted since The Fall,
but I am grateful every day
our Heaven’s not so far away.
My home, my life is paradise.
I live in grace and pay no price,
for with my wife as we turn grey
my Heaven’s not so far away.
Comments
Thank you Mark.
I've read some more of yours and heard some high praise concerning you from some of our other poets, so your positive comments are encouraging.
All of my "small" poems (as opposed to the epic, Caco) are experiments in form for teaching my brain to think, so I always tend to title them after the form itself (ala music composer... toccata and fugue, Concerto # whatever and so on).
I always punctuate as though I were writing prose, so that's where all the commas and what not come from. This is my first Kyrielle and likely my last as the form didn't catch my imagination. Just not into writing hymns I guess.
wesley
All the,
All the above, the only change i'd make is wife to love. I believe this to be more poetic, but this a preference not a critique. Nice work. Regards Roscoe..
Oh Roscoe,
help me out here. How would you include "wife to love" without changing the meter. I wanted to use the word love, but couldn't figure it out. wesley
Sorry,
Sorry, what i meant was remove "wife" and in it's place put "love". Hope this is of help, Regards Roscoe..
I don't know about heaven...
but the way pollution is flowing freely
the earth will soon be a haven
HAPPY NEW YEAR
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