Rook spreads his wings and takes to the sky-road,
for who else can say they are king of the sky-road?
Early morning, he rises from the highest branches,
calling his own name, king of the sky-road
Crowned in midnight, cloaked in darkness,
he is well-arrayed, the king of the sky-road,
as he rides the storm clouds, a black knight battling
the might of the wind, he is king of the sky-road,
with his wide-splayed wing tips, his black silk feathers,
he swallows the sunlight, this king of the sky-road,
and as the sun sets, he calls to his kingdom
“Good night, I am here, the king of the sky-road”
and the princess in me yearns to fly with him,
to see the last rays of sunlight, be queen of the sky-road.
Over the last few months, dVerse has been offering a “Form for All” prompt, looking at a series of different forms. This month we are looking at the ghazal, a repeating, associative form, quite different to a lot of “western” poetry. If you want to read a great introduction, check out yesterday’s dVerse prompt, where Gay Cannon is our guest host.
Regular readers may recognise some of the imagery in this poem. I find it helpful to get to know a form and see how things develop. This involves being quite playful with it, and exploring its strengths – and weaknesses. To help this process, I’m re-cycling some lines and images, and seeing how the different forms give a different overlay to a similar concept.
The last verse is my “signature” verse. I’m a Sarah, which means princess. We are supposed to weave a reference to our name, or use the name itself in that final stanza, so I’ve used “princess”.