Day 16: Rain Rain Go Away!

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
swift as a shadow, short as any dream;
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfold both heaven and earth,
and ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'

-William Shakespeare

(A midsummer-Night's Dream stanza 90-97)

Today it rain, so I was locked up in the house again after class. So I did my homework and looked over and saw some old books. I picked a few up to find they were a large collection of "The Great Books". so I happen to pick up a William Shakespeare one and flipped through it some and decided to start reading one of his plays. I haven't really read his play besides those done for school. So I picked one out and just started reading with lack of anything else to do. So after reading the first act it was getting close to bed so I decided to lay in bed and started thinking of a poem myself and decided to write it down and work on it a bit before bed and here is what I've got:

Dawn's alluded whisper
Rolls forth along the lawn
Thy secret message hidden
'Neath songs of angel throngs
Roaring steads make forth
Around the sacred crown
And doth do not make
A more nobler a sound

In with and all the while
Speak softly as a feather falls
Forth without a sound
It may not flutter
But rather
May grasp the world
With such great a hand as I
That no pen can grace
A thing such as mine
For in my hand I grasp
For a moment of my time
Thy secret stash for all to see
Lead along the solid ground
It doth does show me when
I'm fair or when I'm thin
And doth does show
My lover's silky skin
It may not speak
But does show the way
For in my hand I can not say
But my heart
Is warmed by the day

The days of youth
Doth come to an end
My sacred moment
Hath fleeted past
But to all who know
Dawn secret path
Remember well
The Glistening shine
Of days long past.