Ballade Pour Adeline

My poem is written to Richard Clayderman's Ballade Pour Adeline.  The first stanza has the French Ballad rhyme scheme (a/b/a/b/b/c/b/c, without 8 syllables per line), second and third stanza have a/b/a/b rhyme scheme.  Originally a poem written with Anaphora, but I changed the rhyme schemes.  Observe the repetition at the beginning of each line.  Paintings inspired for my poem are Diego Velazquez's Las Meninas and John Singer Sargent's The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit.  I imagined Adeline younger than Elise from Fur Elise.  Sargent was influenced by Velazquez in his portrait of the young daughters in his 1882 oil on canvas.  It was said that the daughters, the four girls in the paintings became mentally ill, so I wrote the words dedicated to girls, ladies, and women of all ages. 

Diego Velazquez, Las Meninas, 1656.

Ballade Pour Adeline

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the glory,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the morning sun,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to your feet, glossy,

O Adeline rise up above the gulch,

O Adeline, rise up, let the sun beams run,

 

 

Rise Adeline, rise to honor your good name,

Rise Adeline, rise through the ranks and power like the sun,

Rise Adeline, rise up to your laurels up the reign,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the glory,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the morning sun,

 

 

Grow on high!  Grow out from the roots to its leaf,

Grow from the ground out and up to the stem,

Let the tree come into leaf,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to your feet, glossy,

O Adeline rise up above the gulch,

 

 

Grow on high and above, and all of its storm,

And become your own higher on your sphere,

Let the vines of your arms ripen up to precipice,

O Adeline, rise up, let the sun beams run,

 

 

Shine!  Shine brightly in the stars in the sky,

Shine brilliantly in the quasar of the jet night,

Shine till your light smiles across the stars,

Let your gifts shine through like the potent daystar,

O Adeline, rise up, let the sun beams run,

 

 

And let not others defile you as their slavey,

But rise and shine above and every e’er aftermore,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the glory,

O Adeline, rise!  Rise to the morning sun.

 

 

 

 

 

 



John Singer Sargent, The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit