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Maiden Fair (when love is. . . )
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Maiden Fair (when love is. . . ) |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA 
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hark Maiden Fair, the bell tolls now for thee, tolls now in a low and somber tone and they mourn you, mourn the loss of one whose light was as bright as the sun but, they could know not what time had in store for thee as you watched them from that plane your heart poured out to all of them the husband that loved you from moment first when you were still a shy, simple maid gathering flowers at the marketplace for some reason, he found in your eyes the treasure of a lifetime, one that he thought would be with him for all days the children that you bore to this world gifts of the love that you felt for one another proud and strong, having the best of both of you you knew that now was the time to leave them for they were ready to share with the world the things that you had taught them and so Maiden Fair, you went again to that place the place of your beginnings where time and space have no meaning where all things are, and all things wait to be you went there, to learn, to teach, until you were again ready to return, to live again, to live again in the life of a poet a poet of love who had thought that it would ne’er be his his words touched the heart and soul of those that read them but, alas, he had not that love in his heart how he longed for it! longed for the feather touches of the one he spoke of in his words longed for the hazelemerald eyes of the one in his dreams longed for the joining of heart to heart, soul to soul but yet, his life was empty, and his longing great and so, you appeared in his life as if out of nothingness, as though you were the embodiment of his words given flesh and blood you stole his heart, and gave it new life life that he would have never thought to find ever again and he would write you, not of you or for you but he would write you you would become his very words in them would be your face, your eyes, your lips your body and your soul they would be you, and you would be them his heart would sound in his ears, so strong would the beating of it for you be a fullness that he could not explain a drive and a need to tell the world of his love the love that he had for you that since finding you, he would need no other for there would never be another not one like thee Maiden Fair no other would touch him again, for he had pledged undying love to thee, so strong was his love, so strong was his heart that he even surprised thee Maiden Fair for even you had never seen or felt such love from the heart of one such as he it was as if he could feel your soul the spirit of your existence the power of your life then, the last words flowed from his pen, such words were ne’er before written to the world they felt the love in his heart, they knew the pain of your loss, and you felt it daily wondering why you had been dealt this blow and so, in that loss you too left this plane again, back to that place, to find solace to find the answers to those questions they answered them, simply and without words when he came out to welcome you back to bring you to him once again Maiden Fair to teach you the final lesson that love is love is not the heart or the soul or the body or the mind love simply is and when love simply is the world notices the planets and the stars stop in their orbits and hearts beat in time unmeasured bodies join and spirits unite hearts meld and hands clasp when love is Maiden Fair, when love is ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
When perfection calls, Sven answers! Never shall we know your inspiration for this wonderful piece, but you must have spent days on it... it is a story, a ballad a poem a treasure worth keeping.... |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
and he would write you, not of you or for you but he would write you you would become his very words in them would be your face, your eyes, your lips your body and your soul they would be you, and you would be them Wow!!! The above stanza is my favorite! It just reached out and glowed. |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
A true romantic piece from Mr. Romance. Nice work Sven. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
to teach you the final lesson that love is love is not the heart or the soul or the body or the mind love simply is yes..a lesson indeed... I enjoyed SVEN |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
A very wise and romantic piece of poetry. This "renaissance" style suits you well!  Melissa~ |
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MyEnchanted_Melody Senior Member
since 2001-05-30
Posts 1106across the land of dreams. In your heart, I'd always be. |
WOw.....wow..... This is soooooo beautiful... I loved it all and found the stanza which Vas quoted quite beautiful and gripping.... Oh....I simply loved it..Sir. poet Thank you ************************ |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Amazing, heart clutching.. Sandra |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Whew! What a read and I HATE long works, but I loved this my friend. I wrote something like this, though common in comparison to the works of the Romantic Voice of the North. Yes, Love is. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Lady in White, days indeed my friend. . . perfection?? no, not really, but thank you. . . and my inspiration? well, what else would it be???  vandana, thank you my friend! VAS, thank you, that's my favorite too. . . it's what I feel that poetry should do. . . thank you. . . PK, thank you my friend, I have a feeling he's still around. . . Capt Hair, always good to see that you enjoyed Sir. . . Melissa, yes it does doesn't it?? thank you my friend. . . Enchanted Melody, thank you my friend. . . always nice to know that it's enjoyed. . . Sandra, thank you so much. . . I knew that you would like this. . . Interloper, sometimes, I just have a lot to say! LOL Thank you for reading, it's much appreciated. . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Aah I don't have to tell you this one is right up my alley! Beautiful Sven with the old worlde and the messages within... Thankyou - just what I needed today, an olde world fantasy.... Isis *The greatest warrior is one that does not need to fight* ~Isis~ |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Sven - you my friend are the master of what you feel and put into words. This is most beautiful, and I not only read this, but also felt the words as they flowed. Well done... BC |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
*sigh* You're a beautiful poet, yanno? |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Simply Beautiful! Each and every word. Excellent writing. Sincerely, Regina |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Isis, just what I needed too my friend. . . thank you. . . BC, you honor me my friend with your heartfelt words. . . I thank you Sir. . . Temptress, thank you. . .  . . . so are you my friend. . . Regina, thank you so much. . . I am so glad that you enjoyed. . . ------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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