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Love's Minstrel--Past Lives #1
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Love's Minstrel--Past Lives #1 |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA 
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Hearken now, good people, to this lost tale of Camelot About the King's favorite minstrel, whose name time forgot He posessed a voice clear and true, known throughout the land But, unlike other minstrels, he travelled alone, and not with a band While other minstrels would sing of battles and songs of war This minstrel sung tales that had never been heard before He would sing of angels and of the heavens up above And from his heart, most of all, this minstrel spoke of love The audience held in rapt attention, the minstrel would begin his tale About a love beyond all loves, a love that time would not fail With grace and skill, he would hold their attention right to the end And when he was done, the audience would be still, then cheer him on to sing it again Such was the life of this minstrel whose name no one knew He was simply known as "Love's Minstrel" and for many that would do Every fortnight he would appear and bring them in from miles around And every fortnight he would disappear and be nowhere to be found Then came the day that the minstrel sung his very last song He had been singing of a love lost to him, a love gone very wrong In the silence after that final note, the minstrel clutched his heart and died A few in the audience came to his aid, ran quickly to his side In a pack that they found wrapped around him at the waist A picture of a maiden fair with these words inscribed, "Another time, another place" It was there and then that they knew Love's Minstrel had given his all for his art For Love's Minstrel you see, on that fateful day, died of a broken heart ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Aw, swen -- so cleverly written and such a sad ending netswan |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
This explains much about you sir...I see you in this Minstrel!! Good job Sven!!!  |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Sven my dear....This left me breathless. This is so beautiful. I'm almost speachless. I really enjoyed this....  |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
This was excellent story telling m'friend...LOVED the end...too many die inside of broken hearts...looks like he did the opposite!!! Again, I bow to you dear!!!  Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
It's not of broken heart, we die-- but love in clutch-- the heart to pry-- and if it's tears that I must cry-- Be damned my heart--be damned my sighs.... and you, Dear Sven, won't murmer why, for you, m'friend, voice love's cry.... |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Sven, my friend, you are the minstrel of love. Excellent storytelling. |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Poignant tale, well told, my friend. Corinne |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Enjoyed your story, Sven. ~ Claire [This message has been edited by Meadowmuse (edited 04-25-2000).] |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Thank you all so much. . . netswan, thank you, the story is mine. . . deVine, as you know, I was this minstrel. . . Irie, now I'm the one that's speechless. . . thank you. . . Devina, thank you, you're right, too often a broken heart consumes us. . . serenity, you my friend have indeed touched me with your response. . . I have always heard the voice of love. . . and that is why I write. . . JML, thank you my fellow romantic, I'm taking applications for my band of minstrels, wouldst thou like to join? Corinne, thank you. . . Claire, 'twas not just a story my friend. . .'twas my life. . . ------------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
I am speechless! Such tragedy, so many journeys, karma, if only we knew, BUT we do have the power to make ammends for all past wrongs in this life. I must discuss this with you more for hours one day Sven. Isis A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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