I wrote her name upon the water
My goddess, who was Zeus’ daughter
For from the sea she rose
With golden locks for clothes
I wrote her name with youth’s first fires
For maiden of my mad desires
THEY said I was bad news
A mean malicious muse!
I wrote her name with pen I borrowed
She left me, but for me, she sorrowed
In seaweed-sharpened shawl
Came cruellest cut of all!
I wrote her name in dreams, when dreaming
Against the spite of sirens scheming
I never had a prayer
For her, THEY would not share
I wrote her name in love-sick letters
With shackles on my wrists and fetters
All forged for me to wear;
To wash me from her hair
I wrote her name with purest passion
In hope, Fortuna, would refashion
Our Fate – star-cross’d and cruel
Secured by father’s rule
I wrote her name; my pen was pleading:
“You’re killing me!” I rhymed. When reading,
Her heart might melt inside
Along with goddess’ pride!
I wrote her name so THEY would read it
My hand – THEY swore she’d never need it
That hand will reach her still;
My love they’ll never kill!
I wrote her name on breezes blowing
Poetically, cruel seed was sowing
To make her father sad
And drive her mother mad!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: These are lines 'dedicated' to Lorraine's parents, who in our youth, played a significant role in splitting us up. We got back together many years later,(despite their enmity and hostility) but for me, this is still a 'live' issue and I am still feeling raw... Therefore, I still have not found forgiveness..
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Comments1
Blue-eyed Bolla,
Your ability to write poems is phenomenal!
So...
Belt it out...
and then let it go!
When I look at your pic,
all I see is happiness!
I see two people in love.
Two people who have
finally found each other
again and will be spending
the rest of their lives together!
Let that be your focal point.
That is all that matters now!
Live in the now.
The past is no longer...
the future you don’t know...
the present is now for you and Lorraine to live and enjoy!
~Laura~
Thank you so much for your kind comments and advice. You are right about living in the present, but as you know, the poet is forced to confront the past and somehow make some sense of it, as it bears upon the present and the future, but as you say, we look so happy now - and we are! So I will try to reflect this more in my poetry. Again, thank you so much for your support and advice, I truly appreciate it, Laura.
You’re welcome!
You’re right with your reply!
Just don’t dwell on your past too much!
Make the most of the present! Make up for all the lost time with your love!
All the best to you and Lorraine!
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