Darkness was stealing the light of day, taking my weary breath away; I prayed while the cold, careless ocean ripped my feet from the pathway of stone I stumbled down, attempting to reach the lighthouse door.
The storm raged and the sound of thunder, a giant drum rumbled and the clash of lightening frightened me; but above me the lighthouse torch glimmered, a shining beacon glowing in the dark for any passing ship –in my heart grew hope dimly.
I wondered how the Captain of the grand ship approaching, could see when the night was black and the shadow seemed to overcome us both; but I, as was the ships Captain, was blind to think darkness could swallow light; as the gleam of the lighthouse blended with the dawn, I was thankful to have survived a dreadful night, stuck outside the lighthouse door, no one to hear my quivering knocks; the storm surrounded me and roared while I witnessed the grand ship barely miss the rocks — the lighthouse torch grew brighter, just in time.
Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this week’s music challenge. This one brought back memories of teenage angst and pain. It was one of my favourite bands and songs in high school. The band for this week’s prompt is Evanescence and their song: “MyImmortal.”
Evanescence – “My Immortal”
Childess fear, devoice, perfectly placed; your words.
Compelling words, you’re afraid, have no voice.
Love, not a choice, it hurts; guess it’s for the birds.
Faltering, smothered; clear you sing no choice.
Suffer, no relief uncovered.
Linger, anotherwound betrayed so.
Resonating light, preserved false love.
Scoundrel, thieving; she is wasting.
Wipe bruising tears, yours deceiving.
Crocodile pours saltwater, stings.
Petals droop, swims face down, soul forming.
Nothing left, sinner stole her soul’s wings.
Captivating man, just leave her within.
Solid glass splits; why is life frustrating?
Fractured from ripping, your words scream flitting.
Untrustworthy, you’ve stole all her being.
Give her up, let her go; life moves forward.
She sheltered, faltered not; tears and regrets,
She rebuilds, sets constructing her torn heart.
Disappeared; tells herself you two never met.
The LaJemme is a 5 stanza form created by poets Laura Lamarca and Jem Farmer.
Meter: consistently iambic Stanza 1, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line. Stanza 2, syllable count: 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme cdef, with cross rhymes in each couplet on 4th syllable Stanza 3, syllable count 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme gfdf, 4th syllable of each line follows the same rule as stanza 1. Stanza 4, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme hihi, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line. Stanza 5, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.