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Elusive Dream
Who are thee prancing like a gazelle
across green summer seed
catching wind through sunlit hair
filled with cocker shells
Alas, thy haunting image of fair maiden
deep in canyons of thy mind
frolicking in front of thy sight
painting horizons with essence of beauty
Dare I ask thee name?
Extending love-starved limbs
towards a love filled heart
with love I surround thee
so thee will know where love cometh
Thy shall embrace thee lifting in haste
drifting among clouds in the blue
circling the heavens, hearts glowing with love
forever enbracing the twilight of the stars
I Fain Wouldst Ask Thee Thy Name
I Fain Wouldst Ask Thee Thy Name
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I fain wouldst ask thee thy name thrice
and throw cockle shells into the sea
dear cuckold. Thy wife is there
beyond impregnable tower
waiting for her knight to bring
home honestie and assured
fidelite.
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Fie, brave crusader, bedight
in armor gleamed, thine helm
unpierced, bring what is left
of thine honoure to thy kith and kin
and nere tell of thy deere
iniquities lest thou lose
that to which thou art
avowed.
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Stella L. Crews
12-02-16
844p
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I love a good poem written in archaic voice. It's period poetry
~(:D)-
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~Lady A~
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