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Meadowmuse
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0 posted 2000-05-07 07:52 PM




Fool's Blood


The question, though solemn, I ask now of Night,
"Will darkness lay ever apart?
Will breaking day's waking open, fragrant, the sky
and cradle, in reverence, my heart?"

The answer, with Nighttime's swift soul~baring glance
falls blow by deadening blow,
"You dare request now an answer to this
as if, in earnest, you did not know?

There can no longer rise the morning light,
there cannot wake, dead, the dawning.
Now leave me to my blackening task!"
Night turns away, still yawning.

And somehow to bed, I foolishly find
my way through my tearstreams' hot stinging,
to never more know the pound of his heart
and never, sweet, breathe to his singing.

How shall I live on in this now silent shade
with no symphonies, lilting and turning?
The words with which, gently, he captured my soul
and still of my heart are they yearning?

Moving off to fitfullest slumber I fall
with lessons of love to be heeding...
No more will I plead for Night's comforting call
when for my lover my heart is still bleeding.



Dear LadyClaire



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Craig
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1 posted 2000-05-07 08:36 PM


Hello Claire

I hope this is a poets angle into that cardiac condition brought on by unrequited or extinguished love, rather than a personal experience. If it’s the former you deserve more replies because it was exquisite if it was the later  then you deserve more replies and a hug.

Btw how’s your foot?


Craig


 Yes, I admit your general rule. That every poet is a fool:
But I myself may serve to show it. That every fool is not a poet.



Janet Marie
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2 posted 2000-05-07 09:28 PM


damn this is AWESOME Claire...truly...
its beauty is dressed in its dark sadness...
but its so emotionally perfect...
and such an awesome ending verse...
"scared of you" and your poets pen my girl...
now Ill just take my poets envy and stroll on out...after one more read *smile*
jm


 It's amazing
How you make your face just like a wall
How you take your heart and turn it off
How I turn my head and you lose it all ...
And it's unnerving
How one move just puts me by myself
There you go just trusting someone else
Now I know I put us both through hell ...
I'm not sayin
That there was nothing wrong
I just didn't think you'd ever get tired of me
And I'm not sayin
We ever had the right to hold on
I just didn't wanna let you get away from me.
~MB20~Leave



Meadowmuse
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3 posted 2000-05-07 09:56 PM


Craig, thank you...this one was actually written with rather a swift sweep of the page, I'm afraid, set upon by what felt like a broken heart. I believe  now that it was merely a case of revealing myself as a fool...hence, the title.
Thank you for asking after my foot...it is fine now.
(and I could really use that hug if you're still offering...)

Janet, your enthusiasm is striking...thank you for letting me know you enjoyed this. Not to be afraid of wee little mee though...I'm just a harmless, doddering old poet...  

~ Claire



 Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau

Craig
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4 posted 2000-05-07 10:00 PM


Claire

Glad to hear about the foot!!

HUG


 Yes, I admit your general rule. That every poet is a fool:
But I myself may serve to show it. That every fool is not a poet.



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5 posted 2000-05-07 10:21 PM


Claire~
Penned with the elegance that is you.
*HUGS*
~*Marge*~


 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Alwye
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6 posted 2000-05-07 10:32 PM


Meadowmuse, this is the very reason you continue to be one of my favorite poets.  You can blend the most horrid of darkness with exquisite beauty and come up with a stunning poem that is uniquely your own.  Wonderful, as always.  

 *Krista Knutson*

"Lonliness is the human condition."
*Mark Twain, in the book "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn"*

Zelda
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7 posted 2000-05-07 10:51 PM


This is exquisitely written.  Such sadness displayed with the beauty of your words.
Enjoyed muchly.
Z

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8 posted 2000-05-07 11:24 PM


Claire,
       this is truly exquisite. . . the dark beauty of this one really shines through. .  

And I don't see how you could be a fool. . .

Beautiful poem. . .

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 That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl


Martie
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9 posted 2000-05-07 11:32 PM


Written so beautifully, Claire...
Michael
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10 posted 2000-05-07 11:38 PM


sigh - I can feel your aching in this one, Claire.  I'm not a big fan of sleeping alone, either... can relate only too well to the "fitfull slumber" part of this.  

Wishing you smiles


Michael

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