Open Poetry #5 |
Breaching Walls |
Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Reveal thyself, thou damsal of romance, Thine pulchritude doth fuel mine vassal's quest, Why doth thee hide from prick of Eros' lance, Whilst play, Apollo's lute at his behest? From forth thy lips, thee touch with welkin charms, But in the night, alone in slumber sleep, Doth not thee yearn, the touch of lover's arms, In warm embrace, whilst in thy chamber keep? What pain hast pierced the veil of thy desire, Caused thee to hide, within stone castle's wall? Thee speak of love, all court doth feel thy fire, But thee deny, love's touch when it doth call, Thy welkin charms, are song without love's dance, Reveal thyself, thou damsal of romance. Reveal thyself, thou damsal of romance, O' hide thee not, behind thy cloistered wall, Speak not of flames, when all I ask is chance, To have thy charms, within mine heart enthrall; To gaze again, upon thy tender grace; To hear again sweet songs of Terpsichore That flow as mead, from forth angelic face, I beg of thee, on bended knee implore, Deny me not, entry in thy fiery keep, For as spring's rains, shall breech thy battlements, As in mine arms, shall cease thou endless weep. Break down thou walls, feel warmth of love's entrance, Reveal thyself, thou damsal of romance. [This message has been edited by Mike (edited 01-28-2000).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I beseech thee kind sir to tend thy caring hand in words of magic to engulf this wretched damsal and still her aching need with your sweet poetry What a wonderful, masterfully done peom, MIke. I really enjoyed the read! |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
Such tender words doth grace thy clever quill As would enchant the most discerning Muse! Such hymns as part a Lady of her will, And render her unable to refuse. Thy soft behest, as silk upon the tongue, Doth slide with unassumed gentility -- What choice, for She whose name herein is sung But to consign yon fiery heart to thee? I am magnificently impressed, Mike. A work worthy of the Bard himself. --Kess Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made, Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange... --William Shakespeare, from The Tempest |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
....Entrust in realms of sanctity. Stars crossed are not mere happenstance; Enclave love's arcane ecstasy - Unshrouded, Phantom of Romance. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Mike...such elloquent words these be that leave your pen and pierce hearts. Some times those walls are rather hard to bridge aren't they? |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Me thinks my words pale in comparison to the beauty of the responses. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Simply beautiful, Mike! I absolutely love these! Denise |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Me thinks you are too modest |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Thank you Denise and Martie... you are too kind. |
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