True Love Doth Make My Soul Bleed.

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Open Poetry #1

True Love Doth Make My Soul Bleed.

Alysia
Junior Member

since 1999-06-26

Posts 35
american falls, idaho usa

0 posted 1999-07-03 02:54 AM

Ode to sadness
Mine ears harken
Thy sharp tongue
Dost thou know me
And saith not?
Pale fast mine face
Beguiles sweet tears
And mine heart--
What remains,
Doth bleed in
Bittersweet
Agony.

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~ Alysia*

jfreak
Member

since 1999-06-17

Posts 306
Yuma, AZ, USA

1 posted 1999-07-03 03:05 PM

Such Shakespeareanesque (if that is a word) You have written a really great poem here. I liked it alot and I like your use of old english. I works really good. If you know how to use it, which you do.

JFreak

Alain DeLaCendres
Member

since 1999-07-02

Posts 119
Ohio

2 posted 1999-07-03 03:57 PM

Truly beautiful. You used the Old English perfectly. Great images also.

Alysia
Junior Member

since 1999-06-26

Posts 35
american falls, idaho usa

3 posted 1999-07-03 06:48 PM

danke. (thanks, in german) I love anything to do with Shakespeare including such wonderful speech used in the period. thanks again. and jfreak...i still love your poetry!

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~ Alysia*

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