Millennia hath proven love divine.
Unquestioned was my loyalty to thee.
As promised, I was yours and you were mine.
Forever it was destined we would be.
But sinful greed and power intertwine.
Thou dared to challenge God's own majesty.
Severely we were cast from Heaven's gates.
Can now our love withstand this woeful fate?
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| Writing Prompt |
A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:
one octive poem. abababcc
The example is a two octive poem, but for this contest, the limit is just one.
Example:
He is There
When sorrow lies entrenched within your heart
And doubts, like ocean waves, around you churn,
When chaos reigns o?er life and won?t depart
And for the peace of yesterday you yearn,
When evil thoughts are tearing you apart
And there is nowhere left for you to turn,
When dark of night persists throughout your day,
It?s time to fall upon your knees and pray.
For God is there, He?s always by your side,
He is your life?s companion and your friend,
He?s with you through each bitter storm you ride,
From morn?s first light to sunset at day?s end.
You must give up your bitterness and pride
And to your Lord extend your hand again.
He only wants for you to ask Him in
And you will be forgiven for your sin.
Copyright © 2003 Linda Newman |
Author Notes
This isn't about mankind or anything like that. It's the view of someone he may have
personally loved before they were cast out of Heaven, if the title and the words
weren't making that clear. It's just one way of looking at it.
A picture inspired poem.
Millennia means thousands of years.
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