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0 posted 2000-10-10 04:29 PM


Last Night With Dickens

You know how it is, being open to all deep thoughts
especially when you’ve read of life’s tragedies brought
to the forefront by authors now long since dead and gone
and you wonder and ponder what ‘twas pushed them on.

And it was

By candlelight and quill pen the writers thus wrote
with sheaves of papers, did all first thoughts denote
the exact proper phrase, or were rewrites a given?
Ah, to be transported back, and see them all living.

Then,

‘Twas “Charles” I’d been reading, copyright 1962
and a young lady wrote there all that she knew
of Dickens life, as if there by his side was she,
and as if by a moment’s magic, I was pulled in to see

(oh how life is)

That Dickie’s life was platted out while he was young
and even while a child, he perceived things had begun
long before he was of an age to have experienced thus,
the life forces with which he would become so entrussed.

Fascinated, I saw

His wife, dear Kate, kept closed her intellect’s door
while her adept sister, Mary, loved Charlie even more,
so thus he kept them both close, their spirits he adored
while he kept writing, writing, writing ever more.

I watched as

During the worthy times, pending the destitute days
he always found that he had something to say
and say it he did, his quill writing furiously now
his words a panacea, as he mopped at his brow.

Quiet desperation, love,

But when his Mary died, his suffering became despair
and I felt heartsick for him, tho bigotry he dared
right in front of his wife, beautiful, sweet, solemn Kate,
the two so needed in his life, bigotry his welcome mate.

And then,

Last night Charlie came, he beckoned unto me
and in my dream, I thought then that I could see
his frock coat so, his broadcloth so purely white
he said “So, I understand your dream is then to write.”

Thus, I replied

“Yes, sir, but your talented ways, those I have not,
so you see, all I have before me, is all that I have got
and while it is not going to change the world as you have done,
I’ll still give my talent some room to play and run.”

Said Charlie, so kind,

“Well, keep it up, do a slap-up job” and Charlie, with a nod,
flowed from my dreams, his vision blurred, then softly bobbed
now out of sight, gone, but not ever again out of mind
for his true life story touched me deeply in kind.

and the epilogue,

With my apologies to Charlie, and to all of you
and my thanks, and prayers, that none of you will rue
the day I came to visit here, and with you here I share
my dreams, my hopes, and all the expressions that I dare.

©KRJ
29 August, 1999


© Copyright 2000 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2000-10-10 04:35 PM


Sunshine~ I really liked this a lot. The flow was perfect.   Glad you re-posted it for me to read!   -SEA
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2 posted 2000-10-10 04:38 PM


Karilea, my daughter is a Dickens fan so this is on its way to her as we speak. Loved it.
Dee

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3 posted 2000-10-10 04:51 PM


SEA, you made me smile...you must be a speed reader...thank you!!!

Dee, how kind of you to pass this on to your daughter and to let me know...now, I hope she is full of critique and that you share this with me...for I still have SO much to learn...thank you!

Karilea
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Sunshine~ I read fast but only when it intrests me, this is beyond good.   -SEA
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5 posted 2000-10-10 05:54 PM


Karilea, this is a wonderful poem. Dickens used to live here in Kent, at Dover, where he wrote Bleak House, and Rochester which is literally the next town along.
And if they had this poem for their Dickens festivals people would enjoy it tremendously. So I'll tell them where to find it, if I may. Anyway it's a great read and you deserve even more applause.
Take care
                   Marsha
              

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6 posted 2000-10-10 05:58 PM


Excellent Karilea. . .

Charles himself would be proud. . .

Wonderful. . .

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That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl


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7 posted 2000-10-10 05:59 PM


Karilea, I don't know if you want to hear her critique, I try not to show her my work too often! She's doing a BA Communications at Uni, writing is her passion.
Dee
(she's not really that bad)

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8 posted 2000-10-10 08:14 PM


Marsha, please share this, and let me know what the response is...I would be thrilled...

Sven, I could only hope...

Dee, yes, please, I would be very interested in what your daughter had to say, thumbs up OR down...thanks!

Karilea
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