The End of Days in the Sun

In my memoir, the female character is struck with an isolate-and-attack (bullying) which occurs in her teens.  Caught off-guard and defenseless, she suffers a severe emotional distress from his bad terrorizing, taking years to convalesce and to regain herself.  

Not like her peers, the female character is described as a non-delinquent with an ectomorph frame (somatotype).    The perpetrator is described as an average-body-type but of bad demeanor.  Average-body-type is (in theory) less criminal but that is not always the case.  And it certainly was not in this story.  Thin, average body types have been identified with inhibited traits, less likely to commit crimes than larger, muscular frames males who bench-press massive weights.  The female character has been forced to confront her worst nightmare early on in her young adulthood by this antagonistic bad boy.  

In my novel Render the Dream Beyond Yesterday's, a poem will precede each narrative in selected chapters, depicting the main theme or emotive experience of the character in that chapter.

The End of Days in the Sun has been re-edited in Sestina (Italian mood again), but a slight deviation --- the usual 7 stanza has been condensed down to 5 --- and the format of rearranging the words, is still the same:  1st stanza - A, B, C, D, E, F; 2nd stanza - F, A, E, B, D, C; 3rd stanza - C, F, D, A, B, E; 4th stanza - E, C, B, F, A, D; 5th stanza - D, E, A, C, F, B.  (The 7th stanza usually repeats 2 words per line but this poem goes til the 5th.)
Words repeated in this poem: skies, storm, asunder, daylight, sun, harvest.




The End of Days in the Sun

  

My scrolls were prosy, but the days blithened with sunny skies,

Then he struck a big blow like an onslaught of a savage storm,

His shot was me to throw me down asunder,

So ensued colorless days and along ceased the daylights,

Sprung about the end of days in the sun,

Leaves fell, so lost were the sows of this season’s fruits and harvest,

 

 

One, the sun sunk while the buds corroded down with the harvest,

The days missed their glow and so ensued the skies,

Settled in the dip, down came the sun,

The plants leafage parched, passed over from the slights of the rain storm,

Two, by his fire arms, the stage blackened, shaded the daylights,

Aghast, the cheery world fell bleak, crumbled asunder,

 

 

The foe whose polar opposite world came a wide asunder,

Now has taken the last life of the plants and its harvests,

Three, deserted days lapsed, down along with the daylights,

Breathing its last breath, ensued by sullen skies,

Plants craved for showers and gold, gold of rain storms,

Four, alas, the leafage withered under the shadow of the sun,

 

Then the biotic life opened and shot up under the sun,

Many years has passed, year after year, the shock came asunder,

Plant thirst satiated, imbued from the gold of rain storms,

Pastures once again began to sprout and so reaped the harvest,

This time, a largesse, a godsend from the heavenly blue skies,

Days delighted my spirits as it drew out the daylights,

 

Twas no object to rescue the daylights,

As I treaded on air, beaming, from the smile of the sun,

Buds bloomed; grasses glee with aglow, grains lifted, rose to the skies,

Gone were the days when life was cast asunder,

Now a huntress, refined in her artistry to harvest,

Thus she has armed, and if there were, groomed for storms.