Navy Rainbows?
Recently delayed and passing time simply waiting, gradually my familiar surroundings subtly revived memories of former days when life seemed sweeter since Time mayhap had not shown the vanity of cherished dreams by quashing all their golden glow. A grey reflection and yet all too suited to this holiday, it so chances, methinks.
(sonnet # DXLIII)
Dear panelled walls and windows with your wells,
Green carpet, shabby furniture I know
So well from all the hours oft spent below
As youth dreamed varied schemes; whose parallels
To vanquished Now such vanities' sweet spells
Reprove with weaker strength than Time's cruel blow
To wiser souls ought wield; in mem'ry's glow
How ye endear: those bygone joys' soft bells.
That dim light from the outside filt'ring through,
Down to illume not amply, but while day's
Half bright, suffices and revives by hue
Or patient moments waiting, feeble rays
Of hopeful days whose figures dance anew,
Yet stir chagrin since Time anon dismays.
14Feb12
D104a
Ahh, Jenny. It's an optical illusion that effects us all. The farther away a memory is, the more clearly idyllic it appears.
nostalgic memories of the past bring us sweet bitter memories to ponder upon.
That is the thing Jenny. We look back and remember things with a rosy glow methinks.Within in the panelled walls lurk memories !..Great work...Maggie x
May your Rainbow remain forever in your hopeful sky!
a brilliant, very observant write. We do fill a house with memories. I kinda feel if we knew our walls could talk we'd probably burn the house to the ground the day we moved out. Nobody likes a gossip. I liked this write. Made me reminsce all those crazy days of mine when I struggled with my pen and nothing would rhyme. A wonderful piece.