Marme marme ball was for me for me
beaus came went, spoke love on bended knee for she
marme marme dark haired coquettish sister
lovely she be, skin as ivory
wept the young blond Sheeree Lisette
falling to her knees
hush my child, my darling do not weep
the old child's nurse, placed hands upon her favorite
spreading her cloak marme an unearthly chant
began pulling in the seas and down the room
where innocent young Charlotte Lisette
had just began too dance
golden room like smoke vanished reappeared
so soft a memory as Charlotte surely
seemed a dream from night passing
Sheree delight danced nights
married upon third Sunday
of the sixth month
Every night there after
to her horror
dreams of Charlotte
dancing forever
dancing
to the
music of the
Sea
No matter how the cries
of sister return to me
rang over the years
the spell of selfishness and greed
could never be broken
Charlotte dances forever
dancing
to the
music of the
sea.
Author notes
Rheea
A contest entry
- Round #1 (enter away) by takemypainaway.
390 points, ended March 22, 2008, 52 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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love this i like how you used my pic too
very nice write i love the last part...
very lovely
thank you for entering!!
**kat -
I Love it.
Luckily I've been able to avoid being drawn into family squabbles. I hope everyone can mend their fences sometime in their life time.
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"dreams of Charlotte
dancing forever
dancing
to the
music of the
Sea..."
This is one of your very best poems poet. I enjoyed it very much. Good luck in the contest!
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