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The Maiden's Dawn

Poetry By: Bonnie Jackson
Young adult



A girl falls in love for the first time, but only to feel the sting of rejection. As the new sun rises, so does the light of her next stage.


Submitted:Dec 26, 2006    Reads: 163    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


THE MAIDEN'S DAWN

When the flame of my eyes threatened to dim, did you feel sunset nearing?

When gust of autumn danced right through me, did you sense I had stole away?

I was a Nomad lost in the void of the past, the valley of time, the grave of my youth

And when what was feared came to pass, did you feel my storm clearing?

When I looked at you and saw my future, were my unscathed eyes veiled?

When you shunned my love in obliged honour, was it really your true intent?

You were the herald of day, the veil-man of night, the summoner of all sundowns,

When you went forth on the waves of tomorrow, my soul from my body sailed.

And how I lamented my secret loss, yet unable to divulge the truth!

And how I was forced to conceal my feelings, as if they were unclean!

And how I sobbed away the days and felt the sting of numb, cold nights,

It was through pain of loss, price of love, that I wasted away my youth.

And I stood upon the threshold, and the edge felt but the smoulder of a sunray,

And my epiphany came, seeping, surging, streaming like a brook through my soul,

You never saw me when you gazed into my eyes, though I stood before you to behold.

My hair flew upon the free wind and my eyes shone with the light of a new day.

THE MAIDEN'S DAWN

When the flame of my eyes threatened to dim, did you feel sunset nearing?

When gust of autumn danced right through me, did you sense I had stole away?

I was a Nomad lost in the void of the past, the valley of time, the grave of my youth

And when what was feared came to pass, did you feel my storm clearing?

When I looked at you and saw my future, were my unscathed eyes veiled?

When you shunned my love in obliged honour, was it really your true intent?

You were the herald of day, the veil-man of night, the summoner of all sundowns,

When you went forth on the waves of tomorrow, my soul from my body sailed.

And how I lamented my secret loss, yet unable to divulge the truth!

And how I was forced to conceal my feelings, as if they were unclean!

And how I sobbed away the days and felt the sting of numb, cold nights,

It was through pain of loss, price of love, that I wasted away my youth.

And I stood upon the threshold, and the edge felt but the smoulder of a sunray,

And my epiphany came, seeping, surging, streaming like a brook through my soul,

You never saw me when you gazed into my eyes, though I stood before you to behold.

My hair flew upon the free wind and my eyes shone with the light of a new day.





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