Sad Past That Haunts These Halls
Where fled that glowing ghost of such lost art,
flame that glowed so brightly- then raced away
No bright stars on an astronomy chart
word-masters storming so far from the fray.
And what of the newer machine set up,
a lighter, rapid but far weaker beast
Should poetry have kept its golden cup
and hungered far more for its epic feast?
Where fled the glowing ghost of such lost art?
Ah pity, that some never dare to say-
In that vast space keeping souls far apart
They that know of epic past in its day.
Some few kneel, searching again for glory-
For new ending for this sad, sad story!
Robert J. Lindley, 11-12-2015
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Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 110
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Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 11-28-2015 at 02:29 PM.
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