Ash and Spark (another paradelle)
Hello again all! I talked about paradelles a little in my previous post here (https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/s6m2es/a_poets_paradelle_attempted_in_semiiambic/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), and I'm back with a new (and better) one! Enjoy:
This world will cut us down,
This world will cut us down,
And turn our hopes to dust.
And turn our hopes to dust.
Our hopes, cut and dust to
Us, will turn this world down.
But we keep rising with new growth.
But we keep rising with new growth.
We were born of ash and spark.
We were born of ash and spark.
We were but rising ash, and with
Spark of growth we keep new-born.
And from the flames and wreckage of defeat,
And from the flames and wreckage of defeat,
We'll bear new seeds to try again once more.
We'll bear new seeds to try again once more.
And we'll try to bear wreckage and defeat
Once again, the seeds of new flames.
This world will try to defeat us,
But we'll bear down with new flames once again.
And we turn the dust to seeds,
And keep our cut of growth
From new wreckage.
We were born of ash and spark and rising hopes.
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Posted Jan 20, 2022, 8:27 PM UTC · edited