Deep Slumber by Pál Jávor, date unknown - image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons |
Golden Slumber
“Sleep pretty darling,
do not cry. And I will sing a lullaby.”
~Golden Slumbers, Lennon/McCartney
Sing me a lullaby; I’ll wait.
Your fairy music comforts me.
We’ll dance around the willow tree
and even ‘though it’s getting late
I’ll feel your breeze; my fears abate.
I’ll stand beneath that willow tree.
Your fairy music comforts me.
Sing me a lullaby; I’ll wait
to hear the dulcet tones create
the words, the notes, a music plea
of fairies and a willow tree.
‘Til golden slumbers actuate,
sing me a lullaby; I’ll wait.
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Notes: This is another Rondel. The theme was 'slumber' as suggested by Khara House on her Our Lost Jungle site 's Thirty by Thirty Challenge. This was from yesterday, but I finally got around to finishing this poem.
The rondel is a perfect form for a slumber poem; the constant turning back on phrases is so much akin to drifting to sleep. This is lovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the kind words and the inspiration!
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