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Damsel So Condemned




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Trees in full bloom…
Flowers with strong heady scent,
Fox, hunted, his energy all but spent.
Birds sing out in joy of warm sun-filled day!
Squirrels happy in madcap play!

Water pouring down hillside stream,
Beauty unnoticed, though creation supreme.
Otters swim searching for succulent fish,
A nice juicy crab his dear wish.
Yet here I am, I stand alone, by babbling brook,
Sun on my back, my eyes glued shut.
Dreaming of events beheld long ago,
When knights saved fair damsel from fierce-some foe!

The beauty surrounding me is now lost,
For I'm deep within dreamland nightly tossed.
Tossed nightly anguished to the floor,
Remembering knight errant that came to my door.
All polished bright silver armour he wore,
Flowers tied with red ribbons he bore.

For love deep he held towards me,
Heart on his sleeve for all to see.
Strength and bravery his valor all knew,
Long ago off to wage war he did go.
His long black hair tied with my ribbon red,
To seek vengeance from his enemy dread!

For my husband this knave did seek to destroy,
That the aim of all in his employ!

Off he rode with love he did vow to try,
To destroy his enemy…
I knew not how or why…
Why my love lost the battle none can say,
For none, other than us were there that day…

Both were slain a terrible duel,
Cut down by swords strong and cruel.
Purpose strong their cause they would not cede,
And to slow death they both did bleed.
Both vowed to hold my love in their heart,
Neither one allowing the other their part!

Bound they were in deep love of me,
My young black haired lover, truth honesty.
The other my husband, who long ago swore,
None other could have me, he forbore.
Until death did they to love hold tight,
It finished them both in a hopeless fight.

Fight! Endless. This is my curse eternal,
For of these brave knights I dream nocturnal.
Night after night my dream does now plague me,
As nightly I suffer and so it must be…
Because this is my punishment brought to bear,
For my dishonor, failing to care!

For the love of a husband proud and strong,
To him forever ageless I belong.
Left him in favour of forbidden love,
To a youth resplendent, my love I did troth.
Caring nothing for him, I left him behind,
Seeking ever youth's true love. I so blind!

Blind I was, for my husband loved me beyond measure,
Something I neglected to treasure.
Treasure is now something dear I hold,
For nature's beauty is no longer mine to behold.

Laughter and joy are not mine to seek,
Because true love I neglected to keep.
Cursed I am, forever held in thrall,
For failing to hear love's true call.

No longer am I allowed to care,
For anything but the damage so bare.
Causing the death of two bold and so brave,
In sorrow deep am I now its held slave.
For spurning the love of a husband I've paid,
Love and truth in all honesty gainsaid.

Cursed I am forever for throwing away,
No longer will I have love or beautiful day.
Day by day I'm condemned to replay,
The events played out on that dreadful day.
Unfolding the scene, tears fill my eyes,
Now I have received worldly wisdom wise.

To how I can myself forgive…
Their deaths on my conscience does live,
The Gods in their mercy deemed it right,
That I should be in darkness, lose my sight.
Payment for my crime I was told,
Forever in darkness, entombed in dark glass so cold!

Never more to behold beauty or youth,
Not holding my husband's love. All is truth.

Thousands of years have passed me so slow,
The trees long dead and gone, none left to show.
Show not their heady blossom, proud held high,
No birds left to wing in the sky.

Yet here I am finally forgiven my crime,
The Gods have given me plenty of time.

My time here is now finally done,
And now to death I am finally come.
I am come to the end of my days,
Repented of all my ways.
To be reunited with my love, long ago lost,
But will he still want me? That is the cost.

But look! He stands proud and waits for me,
He has waited here for eternity.
Jayc








Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once

        -William Shakespeare



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