This is my attempt to put a poem into sestina form. I made it doubly difficult by adding another poetry form which is revealed within the text.
The Emotion dread to fell as it digests all logic and mind
Held under lock and key the box contained my greatest fear
Ever had been hidden within confines of icy eaves
Made unreachable surrounded by endeavored
fiery tide
Attuned to risks that might release the contents
of Love
Knowing effervescent pain, my world there to
protect me
Eventide brings with it dreams of fairy tales
for me
Reality dances with hearts in thoughts trough
my mind
Of romance and beautyshine, for me alone this love
For in those times I can forget my deepest fear
Throw them away and drift peacefully on a new tide
Hopeful heart for holding love on a summer's eve
Eternity claims endless possibilities with every new eve
Maybe my greatest desire (never had) would be there for me
Among the phoenix sharing bliss whose lives are tied
Reason returns to tell me it's only in my mind
Know well results past make foundations for the fear
Hope is for those not like me, for purity and truth in love
Openings unveiled in many ways for those to be beloved
Lucidity from logic showed his face one winter evening
Destroyed the box so gently and seemed to know my fear
Subtlety was lost as he made his desire known for me
Many nights of fairy tale dreams, and suddenly I did not mind
Yearning to gaze at diamond glow and get lost in eyes like seatide
Hiding my feelings so hard with the force of his tide
Emotion consumes me unaccustomed to feeling deep this love
Arisen in new consciousness a better state of mind
Returning within to that first chance meet on that eve
The night Emotion got through to take control of me
I still cannot express to him, he makes me live my greatest fear
Nothing to do but wait to see the pain ensued within love's fear
He deserves so much better than I though I relish flow of his tide
If he felt the same and said as much it would be nirvana for me
Since he encompasses all light and beautyshine of ultimate love
Hoping for more than I am worth I still dream and hold to hope even
Always keeping the lessons of the past in the back of my mind
Now he will know my greatest fear is to love and be loved
Darya's box shattered by his tide beginning that fateful eve
So is it unrequited to me, as I return to hopelessness of the mind?
The Emotion dread to fell as it digests all logic and mind
Held under lock and key the box contained my greatest fear
Ever had been hidden within confines of icy eaves
Made unreachable surrounded by endeavored
fiery tide
Attuned to risks that might release the contents
of Love
Knowing effervescent pain, my world there to
protect me
Eventide brings with it dreams of fairy tales
for me
Reality dances with hearts in thoughts trough
my mind
Of romance and beautyshine, for me alone this love
For in those times I can forget my deepest fear
Throw them away and drift peacefully on a new tide
Hopeful heart for holding love on a summer's eve
Eternity claims endless possibilities with every new eve
Maybe my greatest desire (never had) would be there for me
Among the phoenix sharing bliss whose lives are tied
Reason returns to tell me it's only in my mind
Know well results past make foundations for the fear
Hope is for those not like me, for purity and truth in love
Openings unveiled in many ways for those to be beloved
Lucidity from logic showed his face one winter evening
Destroyed the box so gently and seemed to know my fear
Subtlety was lost as he made his desire known for me
Many nights of fairy tale dreams, and suddenly I did not mind
Yearning to gaze at diamond glow and get lost in eyes like seatide
Hiding my feelings so hard with the force of his tide
Emotion consumes me unaccustomed to feeling deep this love
Arisen in new consciousness a better state of mind
Returning within to that first chance meet on that eve
The night Emotion got through to take control of me
I still cannot express to him, he makes me live my greatest fear
Nothing to do but wait to see the pain ensued within love's fear
He deserves so much better than I though I relish flow of his tide
If he felt the same and said as much it would be nirvana for me
Since he encompasses all light and beautyshine of ultimate love
Hoping for more than I am worth I still dream and hold to hope even
Always keeping the lessons of the past in the back of my mind
Now he will know my greatest fear is to love and be loved
Darya's box shattered by his tide beginning that fateful eve
So is it unrequited to me, as I return to hopelessness of the mind?
Published by Jolynne M Hudnell
Jolynne is a part-time freelance writer and independently-published poet. Jolynne has knowledge and experience in a variety of topics. Jolynne enjoys singing and writing poetry. Her published work in... View profile
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6 Comments
Post a CommentI enjoyed this very much. I am intrigued with sestinas. I've just written my first.
Very beautiful...
Beautiful, filled with so much emotion and words that speak to me, express pieces of my life.
This is excellent!
What a beautiful choice of words, woven together in splendor, and crafted by a master poet. Great job, Jolynne.
Wow. Nice work.