Reluctant Wisdom

[Dragon's muse]

You left me little passion,
you robbed passion of his power.
You left me much of patience
and the wistfulness thereof;
Beliefs that shielded me for years,
you toppled in an hour.
You called this love.

You tore away the plaster
from the dreams that i had mended;
You awed my eyes with loveliness
and blinded them with truth.
You left me like a fury --
and when the fury ended,
So had my youth.

You shamed my primitive delights
that never asked or reasoned.
You stripped away the glamour from my private little lies.
You left me desolately sane,
my mind fire seasoned.
But Why?
I never told you I wanted to be wise.

[GreyJack]

Absolutely delightful and moving. Much applause rendered.

[Dragon's muse]

*insert deep curtsy here*
Thank you, kind sir.

[ThisYouWillDo]

Brava!

When I see writing like that, I am really envious. Why can't I think like that.

The first part of the poem - lines 1 to 19, that is (lol) - were, as GreyJack says, delightful and moving. It showed you changing - being changed, that is. And you used images that would never have occurred to me, but which are just right for the poem; and words that fit precisely, but which I never use.

Then lines 20 & 21. ...And THAT's what the poem's been about! You have been changed without expecting it. But now you have been changed, you have become more "self-aware" and appreciate what has happened.

Oh dear! Look at me! Hope this isn't too analytical (and I hope it's not all wrong too!!!). Just my round-about way of saying this is a nice poem and I enjoyed reading it.

TYWD

[Dragon's muse]

Thank you, TYWD. Not too analytical at all. i'm glad you enjoyed it. Though sometimes it is a curse to have a mind that works like this. Sometimes a poem will present itself and demand to be written, and no other work comes right until the dratted poem is out of the way.

And of course, the poem is never right the first time. It has to be polished, and tweaked, and before i know it the afternoon is gone with nary a single word of prose put to paper.