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Dew Dost Yea Wander Lost

by David Lester Young — Read all 1,103 poems by David Lester Young

I read, reread the verse, then spread it all around, line branching rhyme rippling leaf variations

Monday, September 24, 2018


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Dew Dost Yea Wander Lost

 

How would you punctuate this and what lines will it have? The thing about life's punctuation each one may use, the Freedom of Liberty to change, what is there. The only thing, I know, people will not show is the Independence that flowers different lines.

 

"Are not words present, naught flying past, wherein wet ink stains dry, to be recorded permanent, in parchment ink stains that fade upon the yellow tint of time, To Be our salvation, yet maybe our doom. How deep does the schism crevasse dwell rooted impregnable as if in a Holy Grail testament crease of rhyme, over matter, blossoming the seed, within the mind, being set free to wonder."



 

Wander

Are not words present,

naught flying past,

wherein wet ink stains dry,

to be recorded permanent,

in parchment ink stains that fade

upon the yellow tint of time,

To Be our salvation,

yet maybe our doom.

How deep does the schism crevasse dwell

rooted impregnable as if in a Holy Grail testament

crease of rhyme, over matter,

blossoming the seed,

within the mind,

being set free to wonder.

 

 

But Another Leaf wonders

 

Are not

words present,

naught flying past,

wherein wet ink

stains dry,

to be

recorded permanent,

in parchment

ink stains

that fade

upon the yellow

tint of time,

To Be

our salvation,

yet maybe

our doom.

How deep does

the schism crevasse

dwell rooted

impregnable

as if

in a

Holy Grail

testament

crease of rhyme,

over matter,

blossoming

the seed,

within

the mind,

being

set free

to

wonder.

 

 

Wanderlust

 

Are not

  words present,

      naught flying past,

wherein wet ink

stains dry,

 

 

to be

                recorded permanent,

           in parchment

                        ink stains

that fade

 

  

 

upon the yellow

                         tint of time,

      To Be

   our salvation,

yet maybe

our doom.

 

 

 

How deep does

      the schism crevasse

          dwell rooted

                   impregnable

as if

 

 

 

 

in a

   Holy Grail

testament

crease of rhyme,

 over matter,  

 blossoming

the seed,

 

 

 

 

within

               the mind,

       being

                      set free

to

              wonder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on September 25, 2018
A nice little poem and an interesting exercise. While I don't understand the capitalization of To Be, I find that the But Another Leaf Wanders version is the easiest to read, although the Wander version with full punctuation is probably equally easy to read. I find the Wanderlust version to be the hardest to read and more likely just a exercise in attempting to make a poem into some kind of visual image. Sometimes this works, but in this case it doesn't.

I have a simple, selfish reason for punctuation at the end of every line in my poetry. When it comes to creating the HTML version for my website, I must include a breve <br> to force a new line and a paragraph <p> to force two new lines. These symbols are difficult for me to type and I have no voice equivalent to create them with my dictation, so I use my punctuation at the end of the line to create find and replace elements that allow me to add the symbols very quickly when creating my poem webpages.

The AD editor does this for everyone who pastes their poetry here, sometimes with bad results because it is HTML, not just WYSIWYG text. But most poets are not coders and don't realize what it takes to make a webpage and why being absolutely correct is essential in hypertext and totally irrelevant in poetry.

Ron

Reviewed on September 24, 2018
This was a blast to read, David! That "seed" you write of will do all of this and then some, I believe! Write on!!

Love ya!

Jane


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