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Mistress Elaine
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Mistress Elaine |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion 
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The rise and fall of the waves that defined her early life, Met with the flow of stronger tides portending coming strife. Sailing into roughened waters, the currents made their claim, And drew in the only daughter: the girl, Mistress Elaine. Downward on the spiral, accelerating out of control, Grasping at the maelstrom's wall, feeling it let go. Looking upward to be saved, the world a spinning frame, Crying out against each new wave, the lost Mistress Elaine. Too many currents in the sea, too few the options there, Too late to stop the swift decline of all that she held dear. Within, she swore, she could feel the mounting shock of pain, But she held fast with her will, the strong Mistress Elaine. Each passing moment held in stasis, each memory a brand, She kept them all where none could see (or even comprehend). Her life came down ‘round her ears, she felt her spirit drain, Dashing hopes, sowing fears: the dear Mistress Elaine. But, through the storm came clarity as she lit upon her course, The currents that once bore her down - succumbing to the force Of her strength and character, the core that still remained, Continuing to carry her, the brave Mistress Elaine. The rising waves with green-flecked foam, crashing on her bow Gave way to the calmer waters that her persistent searching found. And from those terrors of the wake, she charted a new way; She forgave others their mistakes, the sweet Mistress Elaine. The journey's hard when waves are rising steeply in your path, And your dreams are foundering in the torrents of your past. Ride it out and strive to keep your sextant on a higher plane To slip the draw of the deep, like the woman, Ms Elaine. |
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Lorelei54 Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 458 |
again my sweet and sensitive man ... of who I am so very proud... ily |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
LngJhnAg, Wonderful poem, very Poe-ish, I loved it. Parker |
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Alle'cram Senior Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 1816Texas |
Hi, I enjoyed every line. Great story with wisdom and encourgement to garner. I really enjoyed the read. marcy |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
Parker and Marcy - thank you so very much for your comments. This is a serious poem about a young woman coming to terms with a major disruption in her life, and how she grew from being a young girl into a young woman by learning what is really important in living. I do write serious at times, but I couldn't tell you when the next serious poem will come out of me. Lorelei - ily, my muse and inspiration |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Very smooth, swabdecker! You release, at the same time, 2 poems....one berating the wonderful Balladeer and another showing a gentle, tender serious side of you that we all admire, thinking that I will forget the insults while lost in this excellent poem. FAT CHANCE!!! Ya done real good here, sailor. This one is a real keeper.... |
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sarahC Member
since 2000-06-07
Posts 84Michigan |
Loved the poem...very intrigueing and thought provoking for me...I am new to the site but will definitely be sticking around to read more of your wonderful poetry..  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
LJ this is magnificent writing wondeful imagery and rhyme... well written emotional imagery as well very nice serious writing from you Miss Lorelei inspires great things in you.  later-pirate-gator jm I think I could need - this in my life I think I'm just scared - that I know too much I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling ... If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home There's an awful lot of breathing room But I can hardly move If you're gone - baby you need to come home cuz there's a little bit of something me... In everything in you. ~MB20~ "What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly" ~Lao Tze Tao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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