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Said Hermia to Lysander

            Lysander, Mine, we are delivered now
            to either Puck or Pyramus;
            let us be cautious then
            when charms
            of sight reveal our hearts.

            Remember thus the futile
            chase of Demetrius;
            Helena in her jealousy.
            Let us begin to understand
            the act of fathers,
            so oft protective of
            the daughters fair of mothers.

            Let us recall the furtive
            acts of fairies;
            let Cobweb, Moonshine, Moth and Mustard-seed
            become exactly what they are:

            entangled in the sticky strings,
            suspicious,
            and mesmerized by moonshine,
            so seductive,
            the moth may eat
            deceitful
            at our love.

            Let our Midsummer dream
            be to the world a mustard-seed
            of hope; a token true to all
            that see our sacred deed:

            Let our night become the day
            of faith in Love again.

            Lysander, Mine ...

            pour us sweet wine!

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  • Blue Rew silver member
    August 5, 2008

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    This voice is so mellow and sets an
    atmosphere of lover's in whispered
    conversation. So much of "midsummer"
    can be found here, it's almost intoxicating.
    I love the way it was written, keeping the
    reader at a certain pace so as not to fly
    past words and visions. "suspicous" needs
    a small edit as it is missing an i...suspicious

    It is certainly a narrative piece that flows
    and lends itself well to dreams and love. Blue


  • leo2
    July 2, 2008

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    Methinks Ole Will knew a thing or two of love."When charms of sight reveal our hearts." To me, this line describes the first step of falling in love and the very reason the poem was written. Good luck in the contest.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long


  • Shifting
    July 1, 2008
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    gorgeous, the words flow, lovely, and this is such a great story.


  • Lute
    July 1, 2008

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    and so forth---


  • Mrs. C.
    July 1, 2008

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    i like it, has many elements of the play but is all your own. the colors are a bit hard to read. i love the frase "let our night become the day of faith in love again.


  • Veronica Leigh
    July 1, 2008
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    beautiful. you did a wonderful job with this!


  • cricketjeff gold member
    July 1, 2008

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    OK so make it difficult for the rest of us why don't you!

    Superb stuff!

    I'm going to have to go back and work hard on mine!


  • Andor
    July 1, 2008

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    This was truly interesting. What I liked most are the descriptions, you surely know how to use them well. Good job for the poem... Shakespeare's works are a lovely subject indeed...

  • AnonyMoore
    July 1, 2008

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    I love it!

    That is awesome. I just recently saw a movie that was kind've had a play in it, which was A Midsummer's Night Dream. the movie was called "Get Over It", wierd title i know, its a couple of years old, but it was pretty good. The movie is a teen movie.


  • sgking123 gold member
    July 1, 2008

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    excellent

    entangled in the sticky strings,
    suspicous,
    and mesmerized by moonshine,
    so seductive,
    the moth may eat
    deceitful
    at our love.

    terrific choice fo words..and imagery is perfect....you must have done a real hard thought for this one.Terrific.accept congratulations.wow you did an easy write with a difficult topic.
    This is saying a lot in a few words.
    Iliked the concepts that you are talking about.
    thank you for sharing with us.
    Pls visit some of my works.


  • PurpleAnarch
    July 1, 2008

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    Interesting!
    I love a Midsummer Night's Dream and especially your bit here
    "Let our Midsummer dream
    be to the world a mustardseed
    of hope"
    I'm quite partial to that.
    Wunnerful.


  • swim.x
    July 1, 2008

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    I loved this collaboration and lovely rendition of the aftermath of A Midsummer Night's Dream.
    It truly inspired me and I congratulate you on yet another wonderful piece of work.
    Never stop writing,
    x


  • Hetha gold member
    July 1, 2008

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    I remember studying this while in class. You have done a marvelous job, not only recounting such a tale, but adding such a lovely and image-filled twist, that makes it sweet and reverent. Nicely done, and a great read, I'm so glad I found and clicked on it.

  • ea silver member
    July 1, 2008

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    This is very good, Myra. I see you have a new book out too, congratulations! I will send you a link to a contest I think you might enjoy. All the best.


  • CaliOkie silver member
    July 1, 2008

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    This is beautiful. The Bard would be impressed, I have no doubt. But, I am want to wonder, in those "simpler times" were things really simpler or were they just imagined so to create escape?

    But, this poem is perfectly crafted and so full of feeling and passion. Masterful!

    Garrison

  • cliche
    July 1, 2008

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    I liked this poem a lot. The word choice and form were perfect for the subject, enhancing them brilliantly. It was beautiful and sweet. Thank you and good luck


  • Keith
    July 1, 2008

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    This shimmers with passion, like the play itself. Until those rude mechanicals come in: Snug as a bug in a rug, Flute in his high piping suit, and Bottom? Best forgotten. Only joking. This captures the essence of love. No sweet wine for me, but water too, hath bubbles, as the earth has. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little lives are rounded with a sleep. Best Wishes.


  • Jonathan ROBIN
    July 1, 2008

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    Promise...sing

    Let Mustardseed and Cobweb spun
    around in Moonshine shadow free
    extend to day what night begun
    and cure jaded society
    so root and leaf, both bark and tree
    may Entlike walk, or even run,
    myopic seems humanity -
    lost innocence, suspecting fun ...


  • Cannonsfire
    July 1, 2008

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    Oh I love this, so emotional and old worlde charm of a love and beseech, a spoken poem it would have to be. Love, C

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