When I Fly
The prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Breaking and Entering calls for writing a poem to a set form, but then breaking it just a little and making it your own. I started with the Rondeau, first finding a list of potential rhyming words. Then my thoughts went in a potentially morbid direction—to death—but as always I found the hope therein. I tweaked the form by adding to the final line and not concerning myself with the meter requirements (which is always the hardest part of form poetry for me).
When I Fly
When I die, away I’ll fly
Up into the deep blue sky
This hopeful journey I will not fear
Though I know you’ll miss me dear
When it’s time to say good-bye
Please don’t worry or cry
Let our Savior dry your eye
Please don’t shed a single tear
When I die
If deep spiritual truth you spy
You’ll know your time will once be nigh
Hope will make the journey clear
Though I know you’ll miss me dear
Yet when you die, away you’ll fly
We’ll still be together when we die
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Lovely.
Gotta love this strong proclamation of your faith … smiles.
Also, I don’t know if you noticed, but your meter is pretty good, possibly because you weren’t thinking about it too much!
Thanks. I was thinking about how it flowed, but not trying to fit the specific requirements of the form. Peace, Linda
I hope you’re right. It’s hard to think one might spend eternity alone. I like your take on the rondeau. Well done.
hard not to shed tears for the one you love… indeed that time is guaranteed…
My thoughts went to death in my poem, too. This morning I reflected on how blessed we are to have something to believe in…even though doubt comes to visit now and again.
Love the sentiments, and the dancing rhythm you’ve achieved by NOT focusing on metre! 🙂
there is a nice reassurance in this for the one left behind…
and what a day it will be…there on the other side…
We’ll be together when we die…and in the presence of Christ! What could be better?
This speaks of your faith, Linda. Hope is strong, and indeed missing is only a temporary thing!