Sunday 3 May 2009

Cossacks



Three flicks of scarlet dulled by snow grey breath,
Three gradual paladins drip with grizzly death;
Three ululations twisting through the wind,
Three doves to pacify, bring the melting spring.

Once far too often, cossack tipped his lance;
Once on a dream-wave peace fought with chance;
Once through a bow of light scattered bands
Hope's glow rekindled a time shattered land.

2 comments:

  1. Hello Dave,
    I like this; the form and vocabulary are interesting. I wasn't sure about changing the structure in the last line. It does draw a line under the poem but it seems to jar a bit. Perhaps I need to hear your reading of the verse.
    Would,
    One hope rekindled in a time shattered land,
    have the same meaning?
    Rob

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  2. Thanks Rob,
    After much consideration I have changed it.
    I wanted the glowing/shining sense that I feel comes through from under the rainbow, so I changed Shining hope rekindled.. to Hope's glow rekindled..
    I think that gets rid of the jarring.
    Comment again after you've done the Arvon course.
    Dave

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