You cometh home to claim thine own
While lockeths away you left thyne thrown
thyn servant doth dine, and weave for thee
whilst travel a wilds I've heard of thee,
No key, no key you left for me.
You cometh now....I give my plea.
You cometh with haste giveth thee mine fate,
because of a male heir me not make.
My neck is fair and clean my Liege,
I pull-est my locks, awaiteth for thee
My heart doth tremble, my heart doth flow
For I was Queen, and my love bestowed.
OH, thanks...I've never taken poetry as you can tell, I don't know the rules of it, but sometimes I think its fun....I have more fun writing allegory stories though...
OH. English Queen...Lol...That just popped in my head, but now that I look at it...It has toooooooo much rhyming in the beginning...I like old English though...Kinda cool to read stories in old English.
Originally posted by debbiejo
OH, thanks...I've never taken poetry as you can tell, I don't know the rules of it, but sometimes I think its fun....I have more fun writing allegory stories though...OH. English Queen...Lol...That just popped in my head, but now that I look at it...It has toooooooo much rhyming in the beginning...I like old English though...Kinda cool to read stories in old English.
Originally posted by debbiejoold school poetry not heard it for a while
You cometh home to claim thine own
While lockeths away you left thyne thrown
thyn servant doth dine, and weave for thee
whilst travel a wilds I've heard of thee,
No key, no key you left for me.
You cometh now....I give my plea.You cometh with haste giveth thee mine fate,
because of a male heir me not make.My neck is fair and clean my Liege,
I pull-est my locks, awaiteth for theeMy heart doth tremble, my heart doth flow
For I was Queen, and my love bestowed.
Originally posted by debbiejo
OH, thanks...I've never taken poetry as you can tell, I don't know the rules of it, but sometimes I think its fun....I have more fun writing allegory stories though...OH. English Queen...Lol...That just popped in my head, but now that I look at it...It has toooooooo much rhyming in the beginning...I like old English though...Kinda cool to read stories in old English.
Originally posted by debbiejo😆 haha not what i meant, but cool all the same. haahaa! Yes, the medieval period is definitely the best, imo... ha...go figure. What all have ya read from that era?
I think Old English stories and poems are Romantic....though not that poem....I love Medieval and such.
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
😆 haha not what i meant, but cool all the same. haahaa! Yes, the medieval period is definitely the best, imo... ha...go figure. What all have ya read from that era?
Can't remember though it was generally fictionial, magical kinds of things....One book I think, which is out of print was "Clock Orange"..strange name....but was neat.
OK...another rhyming poem....
ANGEL OF DEATH
Angel of Death come sweetly,
Lift me to your lair.
Spill your darkness deep within,
For I am waiting there.
You've taken maidens long before,
And left their men in sorrow.
For I have opened up my gate,
So take me not tomorrow.
For Demon dark take my light,
My Holy light for your delight.
Spill your seed within my soul,
And let my essence flow.
Angel of Death I greet thee
Holy and completely.
I open my wings,
The Earth rejoice.
The Angel of Light has made her choice.
Originally posted by debbiejo
OK...another rhyming poem....ANGEL OF DEATH
Angel of Death come sweetly,
Lift me to your lair.
Spill your darkness deep within,
For I am waiting there.You've taken maidens long before,
And left their men in sorrow.
For I have opened up my gate,
So take me not tomorrow.For Demon dark take my light,
My Holy light for your delight.
Spill your seed within my soul,
And let my essence flow.Angel of Death I greet thee
Holy and completely.
I open my wings,
The Earth rejoice.
The Angel of Light has made her choice.
Sure I can 😊
The Shadow-Lover
Mercedes Lackey
Shadow-Lover, never seen by day,
Only deep in dreams do you appear.
Wisdom tells me I should turn away,
Love of mist and shadows, all unclear --
Nothing can I hold of you but thought --
Shadow-Lover, mist and twilight wrought.
Shadow-Lover, comfort me in pain.
Love, although I never see your face,
All who'd have me fear you speak in vain-
Never would I shrink from your embrace
Shadow-Lover, gentle is your hand
Never could another understand.
Shadow-Lover, soothe me when I mourn
Mourn for all who left me here alone,
When my grief is too much to be borne,
When my burdens crushing-great have grown,
Shadow-Lover, I cannot forget
Help me bear the burdens I have yet.
Shadow-Lover, you alone can know
How I long to reach a point of peace
How I fade with weariness and woe
How I long for you to bring release.
Shadow-Lover, court me in my dreams
Bring the peace that suffering redeems.
Shadow-Lover, from the shadows made,
Lead me into shadows once again.
Where you lead I cannot be afraid,
For with you I shall come home again --
In your arms I shall not fear the night.
Shadow-Lover, lead me into the light.
Mine fate was not so clear...my love was near, with you....
you clung to my breast...
My deepness gold....
A god and goddess eternity.
OH...how you loved to unravel me....thrown down at your feet.
Surprised were you not when you slay me...
Bewitched were you not by me?......my jeweled navel, my haunting deep eyes, my charm, my lips of sweet honey and wine....
You I had, you I enticed....you I gathered into my web.
But, OH..you....oh you....my warrior charm....entered my web and destroyed it......you like a spider my King...
Wrapped me round....Your feet I kiss, my breast you hold.....
Endless tales of stories you told.....you kept me tucked within your heart.
Let them not know.....let them not see....Our future will hold an asp for me ....
Mine own heart doth sing to you, my glory....a treasure...none have won over it...not many....Let it not....let it not end with sorrow.....
careful, oh my love.....Abundant flowing with gods pleasure ..you my divine.
OH come to me again after siege....I wait I wait I wait....
I wait, I wait, I wait...