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Love's Poet--Past Lives #2
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Love's Poet--Past Lives #2 |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA 
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Paris, center of the universe, just before the Revolution A rough and painful time in the history of man's evolution In the middle of this chaos breathed a poet's soul A poet who knew the heart of a woman brave and bold Daughter of a land owner, child born of wealth They saw each other as they could, with a great deal of stealth A daughter of the bourgeoisie loved by a poet of the people Nightly they would meet in the center of town, near the church with twin steeples There, they would speak of love and make plans for their life One day soon together they would become husband and wife But unless he could pay her father her large dowery Their dream of being together simply could not come to be So, the poet found inspiration in the arms of her, the woman he loved In his words and his poems he made her equal to the angels above The poet's words became well known thoughout all of France These words would gain him wealth and give him his chance But the country was crumbling under the weight of the masses The rumblings were beginning to be heard from the lower classes On his way to the home of his love to ask for her hand He was set upon by thieves, a nameless, faceless band Becuase of the money from his words which he held in a sack They thought he was a member of the bourgeoisie and planned an attack He was beaten senseless and left for dead Later, she found him and fell to her knees, cradling his head His last words began, "Love of my life, weep not for me Weep for yourself and all of the bourgeoisie. . . " His words trailed off as there he breathed his last breath She knew that he did not want her to join him in death So with a final kiss she left his body on the road But in her heart, she carried his soul. . . ----------------------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
A tale so tragic and beautifully told, Sven... ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Wonderfully written. Sven netswan |
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First__Knight Senior Member
since 1999-11-08
Posts 678 |
Your tale has brought many feelings in the telling. I like it Sven. tragic and beautiful..... A man does not love a woman because she is beautiful...But she is beautiful because he loves her. |
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Brandyn Sand Member
since 2000-04-21
Posts 82Columbia, SC |
Oh, what knowledge I might have retained if all history were so wonderfully written. *smile* |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Love is tragedy, and you always express that so well Sven. Excellence again. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Such love, such tragedy, such a waste, but lessons were learned!! Wonderful work Sven of epic proportions  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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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sven, This one is a keeper, excellent. |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Marvelous! Bravo!!! I loved this one too... I'm a history/poetry buff and loved the whole story! Can't wait for number 3!  |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Thank you all my friends. . . This and the "Past Lives #1" poem will make 2 parts of a trilogy that I am working on right now. . . There will be a post in Feelings about where these poems have come from soon. . . if you're interested, check it out. . . Thank you all again. . . your words mean a lot to this minstrel and poet. . . ------------------------------------------------------------------ That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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