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tapfere Madchen
when I found her, I had no poem.
her eyes held questions & inquisitions,
theories & assumptions -
her eyes held epiphanies.
but not stars. there were no stars in her eyes.
into her ear, I chanted a sad song,
which did not alter her countenance.
the melody of the song,
and the message of the song,
drifted tepidly down her cheeks.
but not like tears. not at all like tears.
when she showed me her heart, there were
love-notes clinging, from distant lovers,
long gone away, the words not faded
but clear, so dear did she hold them.
not of feathers nor flowers, as penned
by a minstrel or bard. not at all rococo.
the robe she wore was a composition,
lexicon of a language unknown to me,
yet somehow I understood, though
bewildered that it lacked gatherings
of ruby & sapphire, amethyst & peridot -
nor even golden brocade.
she was not a goddess, nor a witch.
she was not Galatea, nor Medusa.
not an apparition, nor a lachrymose dream.
she was herself -
because it was all she needed to be.
and when I found her, I did not need a poem…
she was the poem.
Published 7th Jun 2013
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Anonymous
7th Jun 2013 3:53am
Oh, this is beautiful. That last line made it so. Wonderful, wonderful poem, love.
7th Jun 2013 10:42am
8th Jun 2013 7:18am
OMG! ... As pointed out those last two lines are great! They reaffirm the entire piece with their simplicity.
Anonymous
13th Jun 2013 10:59pm
I liked how you've changed your image, with photos you've posted, and your style in writing. From a personal level, I think your holding secrets, but, that's just me thinking I connect on to you and some of your words, on a metaphysical level. I wonder, if you know who I am, genuinely know? Do you? Be adventurous, just say it if you do know... You've mentioned French Foreign Legion, so I wonder, since my surreal history has a connection to the French Legion. Do you want to talk, if you understand what I'm saying to you? I'm very interested, unless you must go your own way, and these thoughts are just trivial and not worth rubles.
Anonymous
15th Jun 2013 00:49am
Thank you for communicating. The comment I said, is delusional. I get delusions of granduer, when I connect on levels that reach metaphysical. You seem oblivious to what I've said, so, that's why I take the blame and have made a mistake. Although, I will read your poems for insights since, my reality seems to be fractured. Unless, you prove me different... I hope you do, but, it's ok we all have secrets, like you said, it makes us less boring. I'll accept the mistake, and all the best to you and your writing.
