She said that she would care for me
I wove a heart in filigree
But knew our love could never be
She sent my treasure back to me
I travelled far across the sea
Guided by stars of silver, she
Stayed in the house of sans souci.
A dozen years flowed swiftly by
My laden ship returned, and I
Brought gold and jewels with which to try
To tempt my erstwhile lady's eye.
When I approached her house that day
Fast tangled roses barred my way
The windows all were cracked and gray.
I threw the woven heart away.
A contest entry
- Filigree by Pamela A Lamppa.
1750 points, ended December 17, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I did not wish for it to end this way, but often it does. Wonderful use of monorhyme in your stanzas which in itself, is not always an easy task.
Lovely take on this prompt. Thank you for a fine entry and best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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A smooth and very well-rhymed piece and a pleasure to read.
Good one,
Bill
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Beautifully formed and rather melancholy. Keith you should have got the chainsaw out. Only joking. This was lovely.
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Thank you very much. I owe a lot to Oscar Wilde.
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