Discovered in the Christmas Tree: Day 28. Post 2 of 4. Questions and Answers.

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This post is the 'serious' one. It's a question and answer poem with two 'voices' - no apologies to anyone (because it's all my own) and no disclaimers because it could be about anyone, but we know it's about the lads! I wanted to have the alternate verses 'offset' to stress the two voices but LJ and I couldn't agree about the coding so you'll just have to cope!

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Questions and answers.

So if I were to say to you, 'Take care!
Protect that face and body that I call
my own, my world, my universe, my star,'
would you be thoughtful, heed my words of love,
draw back from conflict, take the quiet road,
or would you laugh and disregard my fears?

I'd rather take you by your willing hand,
pull you all helter-skelter down the way
of danger, laughing, yes, but smiling, too,
and leavening the peril with a kiss.
I think you'd follow me and soon forget
your fears, your very thoughts, your warning words.
.
I scarce can think. And if I followed you
all thought would soon be lost to me indeed.
Whirling around the planet of my love
I'd come to see the wild raw atmosphere
as usual, familiar, naught to fear;
and caught up in your smile I'd laugh at death.

We'd welcome all the winds of danger with
a kiss of friendship and a steady gun.
Together we could make the stars our home,
forget mere mortals with their slow concerns.
We'd run from earthly plots and mundane crimes
towards the splendour of the unceasing sun.

And yet I have to spare a fleeting thought
for those we fight for, those who need our care.
Without that conscience which should underpin
our actions, would our feelings sour and die?
The stars might fail to note the earth's concerns
but if we did not heed, could we still love?

My feelings are as constant as the stars.
Whatever creed or ethic underlies
our deeds I care not, only that you should
be mine, and follow where I lead and be
my constant sun, the light by which I steer
my life; my follower and my final goal.

I'll follow you. I'll chase you through the heavens,
careless of danger, laughing in your wake,
but if I am your sun then let my rays
shine on this earth and lighten what they see,
then we can watch and smile and kiss and dream
free in our starry skies, safe in our love.

Then take my hand, come fly with me and see
what wonders we can find, what legends make.
Let's kiss and let our love spill out and down
upon the lesser mortals if you wish.
So long as you are mine I am content
and will go gladly to our destiny.

Consider me content too, but I must
tell you again I'd rather have that face,
that voice, that body whole and in my arms
than gathering glory in the void of space,
so take me by the hand and lead me on
but listen when I say to you, 'Take care!'



   



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Comments

[sunray45.livejournal.com]

I've never been really 'into' poetry, but I really loved this. Eternal love...*sigh*

[moth2fic.livejournal.com]

I think poetry - any poetry - has to 'speak' to something you feel intensely about. I don't really think a general appreciation of it can be taught, though I do think we can teach the underlying forms etc. so that people can understand how what they're reading works. I'm glad I've written something that appealed to you - and thanks for the comment!