Unfinished Poem: ‘1752’

About a month ago I decided to designate Friday mornings, from 8am-9am, as ‘Unfinished Poetry Hour’. During this time I would simply work on poems that I have not finished, and have been desiring to finish for a long time. Here is the current progress of my unfinished poem ‘1752’:

Those traversing the expanse
– With their canvas open wide
And their gaff set like a lance,
For a bloody medieval dance –
Determined to abide

Here is the whole poem to date:

’1752′ 

I will hold you through the night
Through the storm and through the rain
Like Franklin’s dampened kite
Caught suspended high in flight
Far above the flooded plain

Where the clap and thunder merge
And sparks of lightning sail
To filter, cleanse, and purge
With a scattered static surge
And a fierce rebuking gale

Those traversing the expanse
– With their canvas open wide
And their gaff set like a lance,
For a bloody medieval dance –
Determined to abide

© Jeremiah Dowling 2012
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About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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