was a tragic display;
when Lady Bote found her love about.
Those two
did forsake on their shoes
for the cause of a speedy route.
That night
a hunter found sight
of the seal on the lady's shoe
He spied
through the trees' divide
naked legs of the motley two.
They'd loved and fallen asleep by then
and 'twas the dawn of tomorrow!
They woke,
the love gave his cloak
to conceal the lady's chest.
By day,
came the court's disarray -
Lady Bote had proudly confessed.
And hist,
the unfortunate twist -
Lady's love was a commoner.
All said
the swain instead
should pay - for loving her.
He made no sign himself to defend
but she swore him free by the morrow!
This boy
kept his eyes in employ
'till a secret then he spied -
The guard
watching the prison yard
attended his lady's side.
Eyes bright,
he took no respite
but quickly penned this note:
"The hole
of the Lock in my soul
'waits Key, my Lady Bote!"
The night, his dreams were high with hope again -
he blessed the dawn of tomorrow!
A sigh,
a star in her eye -
Milady Bote was pleased.
Was sure
that love would endure,
and her heart it was at ease.
Twice, thrice,
she read this pearl of price
'till flattered well was she -
but through
the faux billet doux
no message did she see!
Her lover waited, on her would depend -
'till they took his head on the morrow.
All day
lasted the lady's dismay
and her eyes were ever blurred.
Her love
was Below or Above*
by the time she got word.
In pall,
she escaped the great hall
and collapsed in Landry Square.
Her maid
a smile betrayed
and knelt to the lady fair.
And all the girl's cheeks were a mask of fun,
though she sympathized tomorrow.
Milady, she
was frightful to see
with her fevered eyes ablaze.
The child
bore her home a mile
and said a little phrase:
'Take note -
my Lady Bote
did love with all she'd got
But see,
unfortunately:
clever, she was not.'
Author notes
* Hell or Heaven
Pall (noun): 'a sudden numbing dread'
Too much Monty Python, I guess...too much laughing at morbid things.
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A contest entry
- UNPLANNED: as unexpected as you [preliminary round] by Never Fall in Love.
400 points, ended December 22, 2008, 27 entries
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Comments
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Interesting story ...
but it doesn't seem to fit this contest. Perhaps you'd like to try writing something else? -
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Okay i'm sorry. I thought it fit 'cause it was about the customs and prohibitions that were used around the 1500's.
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I truly did enjoy this! I'm sorry that I'm not allowing pre-writes in... but this would be competition I must say!

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yes.
I want to see something better but you do have potential.
you're in.
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Yes
I thought this showed your potential fantastically. It showed that you can rhyme, I think, and that you can create strong imagery - I would work on making it a little more creative though; some of the phrasing could've been a little stronger.
Please wait for Chandni.




