A Future Bright

A Future Bright



I sit and watch the fragile flowers bloom;
bright faces turned in worship toward the light.
Their praise drifts on the air, a sweet perfume;
a psalm of happiness and pure delight
until, with reverence, they bow at night.
My eyes begin to cloud with sorrow's pain.
The sky mirrors the loss of our birthright,
the night claiming once more its dark domain,
as nature yields at last to man's disdain.
I pray that I will see the light again.

The flowers of the earth dim in the gloom,
beneath the ebon shadow of their plight.
Our seeds of ignorance portend their doom.
We fail to see them slowly fade from sight
as we delay the choice of wrong or right.
A spark of hope survives and I remain
expectant of a future that is bright
based on belief that I cannot explain.
I know it is a goal we can attain.
I've faith that I will see the light again.

Notes

An entry for Round 20 "Pond Poetry"  [ASR]
Prompt: Image
Form: Decuain (double - ababbcbccc)
The Decuain (pronounced deck�won), created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a short poem made up of 10 lines, which can be written on any subject. There are 10 syllables per line and the poem is written in iambic pentameter.
There are 3 set choices of rhyme scheme: ababbcbcaa, ababbcbcbb, or ababbcbccc
For a longer Decuain poem, add more stanzas for a double, triple, quadruple, etc. All stanzas must have the same rhyme scheme as the first.

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Ken