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Fairytale, part 4 (conclusion)
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Fairytale, part 4 (conclusion) |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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FAIRYTALE, part 4 < !signature-->Mount here this rage, lo, fiery red, Take eye of fallen clan. Within the cage wherein the dead Throw dice in wage of man. Armor yet donned in tarnished lieu Of silent reverie. Sanctity pawned till all left true Falls before Destiny. By vision smote, by dream laid waste, The nomad heeds the call. Ever remote by hands of haste Bleeds the judgements of all! The desert coals calling once more, For skin from barren feet. Upon one soul's lifelong deplore Of Love's timeless deceit. There wanders lost till forest shade Quells the river of pain. Suffers the cost of each vow made To sweet lips kissed in vain. Till deepest brown meshed softest green, Peaceful magic implies. Must stand, renown, before the queen Of heaven's ceaseless cries. Till passions sweep across the floor The fragrance of romance. Till lovers weep to hold once more A choice over a chance. No more a Prince, no more a King, No steed of gothic hue. Forever, hence, all heart shall sing, Of Love found ever true. Michael Anderson For all behind was dark and drear, And all before was night and fear. How many hours of night or day In those suspended pangs I lay, I could not tell; I scarcely knew If this were human breath I drew. Lord Byron [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 04-06-2000).] |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
What a wonderful conclusion to this one...sometimes love can bring the strongest of men to his knees  |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Bravo my friend, bravo! This is absolutely spectacular. I'm very glad you decided to extend this piece into an epic, because it's one of the best from you. This was all you, guy...amazing story. Two lines in particular that I just loved: Armor yet donned in tarnished lieu Of silent reverie. Sanctity pawned till all left true Falls before Destiny. That is what poetry is all about, Michael. You've outdone yourself this time! May I never be too busy to help another's load, Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed. --Author Unknown |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Michael, this was just stunning! Every single one of these could stand on their own. You've done an excellent tale, Excellent work! BRAVO BRAVO!!!! |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
DANG! But that be some fine written'! A wonderful finish to an epic read! You should post these all as one for those whom have yet to discover them. Thanks for all your time and effort to produce such a great piece of art. Thanks for sharing. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Magic Michael is now your nickname...absolutely wonderful!!! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Michael, I agree with all the above. Pain sometimes sharpens the pen to a fine point. And you are now carving out some fine work. Wonderful poem. |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Michael, I've read all parts and salute your mastery of the language and dedication to the art.....excellent work, my friend. |
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amber Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 240los banos, ca, |
"Till deepest brown meshed softest green"...I know we have Michael...tis the strangest, most beautiful thing, and I've found it in you!!! Me thinks this was my favorite one!!! Love you! ~D Only after trying so hard to let go, did i realize how much i wanted to hold you forever> Amber and Ellis forever and always |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Stunning and truly wonderful conclusion, my friend! What a tale you've woven, you indeed have remarkable talent. *Krista Knutson* As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins. ~*Albert Schweitzer*~ |
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