Can it really be, that there's less than a week to go? It hardly seems like it, but it's true. Well, then, I guess I'd better get to work on kicking out some serious stuff by the end of this little experiement of mine, huh?? Well, at least I can try! Let's have some verse!
Lullaby
Sleep, Little One,
for the day is over,
the Land of Dreams awaits.
There you'll be king,
adored by all,
there, in the Land of Dreams.
And a banquet in your honour,
as such there never was,
and princes shall come and greet you,
bringing gifts of finery,
for you are highest of all,
there, in the Land of Dreams.
And the grand orchestra will strike the bow,
and with your queen a dance you'll share,
until all at last join in the royal company,
and dance unto your pleasure,
all in the Land of Dreams.
Until at last, it will be time
to bid farewell for now,
and waking, you'll leave the assembly waiting,
for the king will return tomorrow
to the Land of Dreams.
Not really sure where or why for this one, I just know the idea came to me and I decided to write it. I thought at first about trying to make this more lyric, more musical, but elected not to. To be honest, I don't really care for rhyme schemes - I feel like I'm forced to make leaps that I don;t really enjoy when rhyming. I'm sure it would work, and with the proper scheme and music added, this might work as s singing lullaby, but for now, I like it this way. Thanks for reading!
The Fat Kid
3 comments:
I love this! I don't know why, perhaps because I am a new mom always looking for things to read to my little one. I only wish it was for a little girl!
so let it be written, so let it be done.
I find this rather charming. I know you may shy away from making it more musical, but I find the charm of the poem is not in the word choice for rhyme, actually, but rather the rhythm and meter you have in the first several lines and start up again near the end. It's not that the longer lines aren't fitting for the general word painting of the poem, but after the twinkle of the first several lines, the abrupt shift in rhythm seems just that - abrupt, an interruption, sudden gravel on a smoothly paved road, if you will. Hope I'm not popping your tire! I think a nice challenge for you would be recasting some of the middle lines to make a more unified whole in both imagery and texture. Of course, one can have shifts in meter and rhythm within a poem, as long as they serve a purpose and usually consistent. It doesn't feel like you planned it out this way, however. At least, it doesn't read like that. But let me not get too negative, this poem still has some great images and appropriately saccharine tone. There are moments when I'm reminded of something like The Sugar Plum Fairy or even The Night Before Christmas. Probably too free an association on my part, but I'm ok with that. A poem to engender good thoughts, caring thoughts. Bravo.
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