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Venetian Lady
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Venetian Lady |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada 
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 ~*~ The Venetian Lady ~*~As she cradled herself with the tattered blanket, Her eyes lovingly drifted to her treasure. Out of the corner of her eye, a mouse scurried to break her concentration. “Not tonight” she said, “for I travel!” Every night before bed she would perambulate, smelling fresh flowers, the sea, the air. Quickly she dressed up in her finest silk. Now ready, she would go to meet him. He would offer a white-gloved hand to her, guiding her gently into the gondola. Lazily, and romantically they drifted, two hearts, on one mission of love. Fine wine and books accompanied them. Her heart was so overflowing with love, spellbound, as he softly read to her. He read to her of love, their love, their future. Ebony skies ablaze overhead, were so slowly, being crowned in a sparkling tiara of stars. As they drifted along the canal, the gondola music played softly of their love. In the moonlight, their love's testament, had reverberated from water to sky. Was there any finer lady anywhere in Venice? Suddenly with a thundering crash, The lid fell on the dumpster! One single tear escaped her eye. For just one fleeting second, she wondered where he was now, if he was happy. Holding her treasure close to her heart, She cradled the painting of Venice. Slowly, she covered it lovingly in newspaper, holding it close to her bosom to keep it safe. She pulled herself into a ball. This true Venetian lady, now sadly, just a poor, lonely, homeless soul. She settled down for another cold night, in the land that compassion has forgotten. A thank you story for Interloper Art: ~www.allwall.com~ Music: ~www.midisource.net~ ~*~ Mysteria ~*~ © Copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved [This message has been edited by Balladeer (edited 04-15-2001).] |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, what holds all of us together, young, old, poor, rich, but our dreams.... |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Awesome piece! |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Am I the mouse or the gondoleer? Quite a tale you spun. I love it when there is an abrupt change taking the reader unexpectantly down a different path. Sharpens the mind. Well done, again! Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sunshine: Yes, dreams become thoughts, and thoughts reality is most cases, thank you. Brad: Glad you liked it. Interloper: LOL...which would you like to be? Glad you liked the story. |
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KokoStewartKoomoa Senior Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 580Waikiki, Hawaii |
great story. ~*winks* yes, our te\reasured dreams and memories. thanks Aloha with warmest regards, Koko |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
~*~ Koko - It is our dreams that keep us alive! Thanks for reading. |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Oh, the poor dear. Yes, I suppose the only thing that makes life bearable for someone in her circumstance would be dreams of what has been or what might have been. You surprised me with the abrupt change in the story. Very well done.Joyce |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed reading this...I wonder if homeless people have lost their dreams or they still count on their dreams as a method of survival...James |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Joyce: Thank you for getting the reason for the story, and that is quite the question isn't it? I appreciate you taking the time to read this. James: I really hope the homeless have dreams, and if not, there are those that make sure the get them! A very sad situation in this day and age of wealth and prosperty, that we don't share more. |
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Martha Cowan Member
since 2001-03-08
Posts 240Groves, Texas |
What a beautifully expressed message...intensely captivating. Dreams are, indeed, what keeps us moving forward. Oustanding writing, sweet lady! Have a wonderful day! Hugs and blessings sent your way, Martha |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Mysteria~ Heart grabber ! The softness of the music led me slowly through this gentle read. Very compassionately portrayed, my dear friend. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Katherine Chandler Member
since 2001-03-07
Posts 280Florida, USA |
Mysteria, I think this may be my favorite of all you've written. The music was quite melodic and haunting almost, I loved it! This is a treasure for sure. Blessings Kate Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Kate: This is my favorite too...and am turning this into a short story - so...we will see how that turns out! |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
An incredibly beautiful presentation and a pleasure to read....Thanl you for posting this  |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Mysteria, Thank you for this magnificent piece of writing. It brought back so many wonderful memories for me of the time I spent in the beautiful city of Venice, a time that holds so many special memories for me and you made me relive every one of them. Thank you so much.....Sue Suetang |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Very nicely written Mysteria! I really enjoyed the twist you brought into this flowing tale, you took me quite by surprise! Well done! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Balladeer ~*~ I am so very happy you liked this one - this is my all time favorite actually. Suetang ~*~ How lucky were you? I have always had a dream to go to Venice, and perhaps one day I shall. Thank you for reading. Kit ~*~ Oh my! Your opinion means so much to me and I am more than thrilled you liked this one, thank you. ~*~ I write, therefore I am ~*~ |
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