Open Poetry #35 |
Jayne Eyre. |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Brutal school, bleakly bare, friendship with Helen kindled, Chopped for beauty, your hair, with other poor wretches commingled. Coughing, feverish death smited your Helen, layed 'till her calling. Determination in you ignited, stopped yourself from falling. Fine governess with virtuous goodness, lettered, with plain looks, clothes shades of blackness, music, art, God and books. Walking moors icy and cold, Rochester on horseback returning. A vision for him to behold, hearts did start burning. Love came slowly until the evening of desiring discourse. Affection unleashed to fulfil, a devotional path and course. Strength of courage and forgiveness, higher you rose above, iniquitous false witnessess, living life within love. Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. (William Shakespeare.) |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
It's so much easier to forgive, when the soul forgives self....the anger, turns into a look of beauty, and sees things so totally different, as your elegant lady here. Well done |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Phil I have always loved the story of Jayne Eyre. You really captured the feel of it in your words, very well done. |
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sweetpoetess Member
since 2005-02-27
Posts 428Florida |
Awesome write. Never read the book but I like this poem on it. Poetry is beauty in words. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
You certainly recreated the atmosphere of the novel with this dynamic and descriptive write! EA |
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