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Portrait of Phaedra
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Portrait of Phaedra |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line 
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Peering through braids of faces adorned A question of time which had passed His palette now smeared with wishes forgone Her time had faded at last Now a tuck of the brush replaced his smooth stroke Where once her fair hair had fallen Though his hands no longer imitated his eyes Her image remained fair and yet sullen He appears in a court of crumbling stone runes Each one revealing his dreams A search for her portrait proved utterly fruitless Lost within his palette it seems Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Kind sir, Poor Phaedra,her end is sad. She could not help but be smitten. ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I loved the "brush strokes, et al within the lines of this poem. It gave life, albeit a sad life. Wonderful brief story telling . . . ~ My inner world is my paradise and i am its keeper ~ |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
She was the love of his life Lori Rhoden, and yet he grew old never being able to capture her beauty. It would be better to die at a flaming stake than to succumb slowly with a broken heart. Merci pour la lecture mon amie. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Thank very much indeed Mr. Bolton. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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