Star-Crossed Lovers

By Adele Belle

Sun, 06 Nov 2011
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My body stirs, my eyes flutter,
The Friar fearfully mutters.
From an oblivion of sleep
I wake, but understanding creeps.
The Friar speaks of nuns and death
And all does leave me but one breath.
He hurries forth out of the tomb,
Fate on frayed wings will arrive soon.

For eternity I could wait
But he has rose to the golden gate,
How can I live a silenced nun?
Bound in blood red love, the wounded one?
But a few moon turns ago, we
Stood before God, humble with need
Proclaimed our love and made our vows,
As close as cherries in the bough.
He lies here now, burned with poison.
No kind drop for me in his kiss
To join him in his sweet abyss.
O happy dagger, fate flies low,
Soon I will be with Sweet Romeo.

Certificate PG
Poem
Poems of the Quill
Romance

Comments

Submitted by Adele Belle on
This was a challenge set in my literature class: write a poem of the heartbroken. I could think of no one more perfect than this heroine. I hope you like reading it as much as I loved writing it! A*belle

A*belle

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Well I certainly enjoyed reading this, Adele;-) As you say, what better tale of heartbreak than that of Romeo and Juliet? I particularly liked these two lines at the end of of the first stanza:- "He hurries forth out of the tomb, Fate on frayed wings will arrive soon." Tina;-)

 

Submitted by Adele Belle on
Thank you so much Tina! I can't tell you how nice that makes me feel! :) A*belle

A*belle