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Hemlock in Her Hair
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Hemlock in Her Hair |
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sweetcollege_girl Senior Member
since 1999-12-03
Posts 872just about where I want to be |
There once was a girl that was afraid of love And did not want the chance For she had been burned too many times To pine and yearn for romance She adorned her hair with hemlock To distract them from her face “There is no beauty here,” she said And covered it with lace She dressed herself in gloomy robes To cover her fair skin “There is no fair maiden here,” she said Much to their chagrin She hid her voice in whispers To make herself seem small. “My voice is nothing special,” she said and quickly refused all. One brave man asked her “Why are you hiding?” She said “As if you really care.” But when she looked into his eyes Only love was there. But she was scared of changing “What if he leaves me too?” But he had ignited a spark in her And there was much to do. She threw away the whispers And shed her gloomy wear Everything was fresh and new now Save the hemlock in her hair. She went to find the man Whose love she could not replace She ran into his loving arms And fell into his embrace. But when he saw the hemlock He fell to the ground with a groan “Are you trying to poison me?” he cried And left her there alone. Her tears fell solemnly As she cried out in despair For she had poisoned her lover With the hemlock in her hair. |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
Amazing! A beautiful, albeit, tragic poem. Very well done, I must watch for you. |
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sweetcollege_girl Senior Member
since 1999-12-03
Posts 872just about where I want to be |
Thank you! I’ve actually been a member here since forever… heh. Life gets in the way of my creativity often, so I haven’t gotten to post as often as I used to. 🙂 |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Beautifully written piece. I can relate well to the hiding oneself away part of it. Either the heart must triumph or the pain be perfected in the failing it seems. |
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Divine Paradox Junior Member
since 2021-08-03
Posts 44I'm not from here. |
I'll never read Tolkien the same way again... "The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbrels tall and fair, and in a glade a light was seen a funeral pyre was flickering. Tinuviel was dancing there, mourning with a grief unseen with hemlock-umbrels in her hair, and in her raiment, poisoning..." == |
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sweetcollege_girl Senior Member
since 1999-12-03
Posts 872just about where I want to be |
Wow, I’m going to have to read that as a whole! I never knew someone had used that phrase before! |
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