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Astraea
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since 1999-11-09

Posts 378
California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now

0 posted 2000-02-01 10:06 PM

There was always something different about her
Always something that burned with lonely ice in her gaze
You said these things to me
Unknowing of the narrow path you tread
I couldn't remember such a weakness admitted
That simple dent in a knight's armor
Or that so many tears had been shed that windy night
When the meaning of your words sifted deep
Shredding my heart to bear scars

You wanted her, it seemed, and I never knew her name
For that night I couldn't stand how empty I felt
When the star's lullaby brought no comfort
To my bleeding spirit and love
You loved her, I knew, for I heard in your voice
That whispery echo that my own voice had
Whenever your ears were close to listen
But never noticed
How much I cared

I couldn't help but stray from the path I had found
Dashing away like a forlorn doe into the wilds of the forest
That I had long ago left behind for his company
And no longer knew how to survive with the ache
He left inside my heart
For telling me that one girl had stolen his attention
That maiden with sorceress' eyes
With haunted images of you and her
That never left me in peace

I couldn't cry more of the tears that never seemed to stop not long before
For what was a drop of water to convey
To all the world to see
How much I hurt inside?
I was like the swan's dying song as it slowly fell from the sky
Lost and losing heart fast it knew of no other beauty to express
Pulsating from the loss and sadness she felt at the exquisite pain
As her voice rose in song unmatched by any given music
To make all, even Muses, listen to her escape
Of the agony twisting because her flight would soon be gone
And what was worth your wings if you could not fly?

I was shuddering deeply as I fell back from my hallucination
Dreaming mindlessly of my knight and I together
And looked into a shimmering pool to see myself
Dress in forlorn emotion and hurt beyond expression
To see that my eyes were glazed over with an icy burning
But that illusion shattered by a droplet
That escaped my notice and fell from my cheeks
And broke apart myself with ripples that could only magnify
After time and resulting from that one little hurt given to me
Resulting in a single tear to break myself

I heard you chasing after me and saying things I could no longer hear
Without the memory of that maiden you were in throes of love with
Bearing glittering, dancing and magical sorceress eyes
And in that moment you slipped close enough to see my pain
In a flash I was gone as my heart's song suddenly silenced
To let me die now that I had released that beauty
Turning into a falcon I so adored and flying high into the sky
Hiding behind the stars forever more

The path I had left, I never found again
Once I returned to search for that knight I cleary sought for
And he always disappeared when I thought I saw him traveling
Through the wilderness and gave me a look penetrating my gaze
For I had forgotten that all eyes, in the gaze of their love,
Would be sorceress eyes
That I had once tread a path not touched by another
Now I had lost in my despair to leave
For love was a magic that anyone could obtain
Making magicians and sorceresses from us all
I wander to find him now
The path is hidden
Hard to find and forsaking my presence
But now I know what it meant before
When people tell you to never stray from your path
For it could be the one you walk with love for love
My Sorceress Path

"Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness."

"Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things."

Alwye

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since 1999-06-16

Posts 3850
In the space between moments

1 posted 2000-02-01 11:20 PM

Phenomenal! I love the tale you so exquisitely tell here. You have so much talent and continue to blow me away with your work. Keep it up!

*Krista Knutson*

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
~*Antonio Porchia*~

poetry_kills
Senior Member

since 1999-12-04

Posts 549
new orleans

2 posted 2000-02-02 12:10 PM

astraea: this is a beautiful poem and very intriguing as well... i hope to read more from you soon

sincerely,
jerome the boy with no brain

A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
~Coleridge

Jer
Member

since 1999-12-02

Posts 443
USA

3 posted 2000-02-02 03:34 PM

OUTSTANDING! I must say the time and work you put into this is very apparent! If I was a publisher I would be begging you to give me the chance to publish it. That maybe a thought you my want to consider. If you need help doing so... feel free to contact me further on this.

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