Falls

Adrift the spirits were upon a silent sea
And calmly rode the winds which gently rustle leaves
So moved these shades with ease in docile wand’ring grace
Which raised them all on high to bask in endless space
And play their games of chance in endless clever shapes
Their bodies harmonized in prompt and wistful japes
As children’s laughing lets the father’s cares release
But menace sudden fared upon their lives increase

A gloom they sudden shared of dark in gathered air
Like sorrow, grey appeared and stole their lovely glare
A weight they seldom held, an essence left unfurled
As tears from childish eyes then fell upon the world
In tempest’s might they squalled unwitting felt caprice
But ceased when morning came and softly whispered peace

Impressed upon my mind a symbol drawn to sight
When tossed are silent seas to swirling stormy night
The burdens held too long, upon the world must right
In falls that fill the earth that spirits may be light.

©2026 R.A.R. Knight


Author’s Note:

R.A.R. Knight writes (dabbles) in mainly alliterative verse and poems centuries out of date. You can find him on X with the handle @trad_poet. He has had poems accepted for publication in journals like Forgotten Ground Regained, the VoegelinView, Reveille Journal, and La Rotonde.

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