Love Story
I
Someday I’ll find words to repay
the hope you gave to me today.
You gave to me such hope today—
someday I’ll find words to repay.
It means so much that you should care.
I long my life with you to share—
With you my life I long to share—
it means so much that you should care.
And until then I’ll be your friend,
for you’ll be mine until the end.
Yes, mine you’ll be until the end,
and until then I’ll be your friend.
Someday I’ll find words to repay
the hope you gave to me today.
It means so much that you should care—
I long my life with you to share;
and until then I’ll be your friend,
for you’ll be mine until the end.
II
I think I never shall forget
the day and place that first we met—
the place and day that we first met,
I think I never shall forget.
How softly you approached my chair!
Then reaching out, you touched my hair—
you, reaching out, then touched my hair.
How softly you approached my chair!
I turned to see that it was you.
It seemed the world held only two—
The world, it seemed, held only two.
I turned to see that it was you.
I think I never shall forget
the day and place that first we met.
How softly you approached my chair,
then reaching out, you touched my hair.
I turned to see that it was you:
it seemed the world held only two.
III
Another day you took my gaze,
and I was lost in starry haze—
so lost was I in starry haze.
Another day you took my gaze.
Did you know then how much I cared?
Was my affection fully bared?
Was fully my affection bared?
Did you know then how much I cared?
I tried so hard to make you guess,
my darling, this I now confess—
now this, my darling, I confess:
I tried so hard to make you guess.
Another day you took my gaze,
and I was lost in starry haze.
Did you know then how much I cared?
Was my affection fully bared?
I tried so hard to make you guess,
My darling, this I now confess.
IV
When years and weeks drop down to hours,
we’ll see our faith with all its powers—
our faith we’ll see with all its powers
when years and weeks drop down to hours.
And you shall know no greater love
than what God measured from above—
than measured God from up above,
and you shall know no greater love
when I am yours and you are mine
by God’s great grace and kind design—
by grace, God’s kind and great design,
when I am yours and you are mine.
When years and weeks drop down to hours
we’ll see our faith with all its powers
and you shall know no greater love
than what God measured from above
when I am yours and you are mine
by God’s great grace and kind design—
by grace, God’s kind and great design!
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Welcome to my series, Incremental Poetry, where each week the featured poem will be one line longer than the one I share the week before. I have no idea how long I’ll keep this up, so we’ll just have to wait and see. Thank you for stopping by.
Scansion:
Atrina
Created by Keith Metcalf Drew of AllPoetry.com
a poem of 18 lines, consisting of 3 quatrains and a sestet
isosyllabic; each line has 8 syllables
Rhyme scheme: AaaA BbbB CccC AaBbCc, where capital letters indicate refrain lines
The 3rd line in each verse is of similar wording to the 2nd line; but preferably, the words are reversed (i.e. “the pain inside” “inside the pain”).
The 4th verse contains the first two lines from each of the first three verses.
Total length: 73 lines
Note: In my desperation to find forms that can be used to write longer poems, I’ve modified this one slightly to make it stanzaic (series of 4 Atrinas) with a final monostich line at the end.
Dark Side of the Moon 