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Green doused the Fire
blazing a trail into her heart
his words with bouquets of hopes
spoken in softest poetry
enchanted the armour off her mind
around the blazing fire danced
the meeting lovers court
a play for words a flirt for minds
to meet to gaze to fall in love
rings of roses strings of clovers
prayers for love from lady luck
destiny proved a fickle mistress
the green eyed dragon awoken
the blazing fire in ashes now
pan had stopped his courting dance
his horn broken with despair
the vine dried before the bloom.
Published 29th Feb 2016
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Anonymous
29th Feb 2016 6:06pm
Grace,
Enjoyed they way you danced around this one (even with the broken flute). What is it about green.....
tornado
Enjoyed they way you danced around this one (even with the broken flute). What is it about green.....
tornado
29th Feb 2016 10:48pm
Hi Tornado...jealousy, my dear, can break the ...ahem..horn of any Pan. :) and douse any fire of desire. This poem was inspired by a very short fiery fling by someone I know....thank you for being with me.
29th Feb 2016 6:42pm
And I quote, "Like all true love, one day it withered on down the vine." I enjoyed this write. The man who had it had it all and had nothing.
29th Feb 2016 10:51pm
etroPaL_noveD, and I am with you on that. True love however can evolve beyond and above the green eyed monster aka jealousy and possessiveness. Thank you so much for reading.
29th Feb 2016 11:10pm
29th Feb 2016 11:13pm
1st Mar 2016 00:27am
I envy those who find love with an absence of jealousy... >:}
Well said Grace!
JJ
Well said Grace!
JJ
1st Mar 2016 8:15pm
I do too Poetryman. I wonder if that's truly possible though.:) thanks for reading me.
2nd Mar 2016 1:31am
Well, I said envy to be funny, lol... green with envy, get it, lololol...
JJ
hA!
JJ
hA!
2nd Mar 2016 5:21am
Anonymous
1st Mar 2016 5:19am
"Bouquets of hope" That we all love again.
Beautiful Grace
Beautiful Grace
1st Mar 2016 8:17pm
Slogasm... We all hope don't we. It's part of life and living I suppose. Thank you for reading and commenting. Honoured.
1st Mar 2016 7:09pm
I think it helps to express pain in fantasy terms at times. I was hoping for a happy ending, but I love this anyway. Excellent work Grace!
1st Mar 2016 8:23pm
Hi Crowfly:) true happy endings are always so much nicer. But for this particular couple it wasn't... Good while it lasted though. Thanks for reading me as always.
1st Mar 2016 9:25pm
Very well written tale of ancient destruction. It's brought down kingdoms as well as individual relationships
before their gardens ever had time to bloom.
before their gardens ever had time to bloom.
1st Mar 2016 10:55pm
Anonymous
2nd Mar 2016 7:18am
A well written story, Grace
If only love could have the depth to rise above the green monster. It kills so much!
If only love could have the depth to rise above the green monster. It kills so much!
2nd Mar 2016 3:38pm
Hi Miki:) I wonder if that's possible...to love without jealousy. Thanks for reading dear.
