Sometimes when he’s fast asleep,He can still see them all –So different yet so alike,They still make his blood run cold. He sees her all young and proud,No silver in auburn hair,She prays and she speaks aloudIn Spanish- and she’s still there. She dances with ease and grace,So vibrant and full of life,She’s all goldenContinue reading “The wives/Henry ‘s dream”
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To A.B.
I wonder why you wouldn’t let me go,Why haunt me through the darkened space?I wonder why you follow high and low,The past I can’t wholeheartedly embrace?.. My headless queen of pain and woe,My queen of scorn, reproach and hate,You’re always there, too bitter and aloneTo fight again with your dark fate. Your eyes still followContinue reading “To A.B.”
Bring up the bodies
Bring up the bodies,The hour is nigh,Bring up the charges,The papers and spikes. Bring up the bodies,The lovers, the Queen,Bring up the charges,So rarely seen Bring up the bodies-No one will objectBring up the charges,The words to inspect. Bring up the bodies,Obey your good kingBring up the charges-He’s there, in the wings. Bring up theContinue reading “Bring up the bodies”
Ah! Do not grieve
Ah! Do not grieve,My gentlest heart,For my ill fortune,Or my reckless tongue. Ah! Do not grieve,Ah! Do not grieve. Ah! Do not grieve,My flighty museHas left me longTo tarry in despair. Ah! Do not grieve,Ah! Do not grieve. Ah! Do not grieve,My bleeding heartHas loved too muchAnd would prefer to die. Ah! Do not grieve,Ah!Continue reading “Ah! Do not grieve”
The frail of heart
The frail of heart does frail a promise giveAnd keeps it while the weather’s fair and well,Forsaking them as storms do settle inTo stay for days or hours on end Sometimes the beauty treacherous may proveWhilst it beguiles or at distance keepsBut should you closer come, it burnsWith absence of the soul or inner peace.Continue reading “The frail of heart”
My caged heart doth voiceless music make
My caged heart does voiceless music makeIts wretched state prevents it from all joy,My heart is mute, albeit for beauty’s sakeIt tries to sing – and loses voice. My heart does watch as memories rotIn bloodstained earth and dampen’d floors,My heart’s cage is by passions wrought,It holds my heart in hate and woes. My heartContinue reading “My caged heart doth voiceless music make”
My heart is chain’d
My heart is chain’d to those whom I have loved,As is my mind to those who have my hatred bourne,My soul is weak, yet never is deniedIts right to leave its grave of blackened stone. When it does leave, in hours of pale moonlight,It often goes to where my true love lies,It cries in vain,Continue reading “My heart is chain’d”
Would I to win the crown
Would I to win the crown for your fair glance,I would have battled, fought and warred for days on end.I would have risked it all for swift embrace,For one brief word, for touch of hand. Would you to love me then, as you did once,Or would you let me perish,pray?Would you to let me die,Continue reading “Would I to win the crown”
Don’t leave me thus
Don’t leave me thus,All drunk by beauty rare,Enchanted by the eyesAnd hope so vain,That grows within the soulTo wither fastIn cruel light of truth-I pray, be kind to me:Don’t leave me thus. Don’t leave me thus:I am outdone by farBy richer silks,By golden threads so fine,By wreaths bedeckedBy gems beyond compare,By gifts of kingly stubbornContinue reading “Don’t leave me thus”
Hampton Court/ The ghosts
They are everywhere. The gallery, the halls, the stairs. They whisper, they call out, they shout. The ghosts. Worried, troubled, anxious, nervous- paler than the moonlight. Agitated, excited, bereft, mournful- locked in time. The ones now gone. ‘You need not have come, you shall be in trouble’ , says the hushed voice. ‘He shall seeContinue reading “Hampton Court/ The ghosts”
Into the Unknown 