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I hope the window I stand before in dreams,
finally opens and lets the sparrow out.
Tomorrow I will lose my certain touch,
eyes that could kiss,
my taste for wine,
and the velvet skin brushed lightly
by he who gives my name to myth forever.
Black light, a dim glow that seems to be rain,
runs down the walls.
I hope that God grants me my wish
to hold my eyes open.
I will become a rivulet of red.
But I'll keep my eyes open.
I beg the executioner
to say I never closed them.
I pray that courage eats my fear,
so I may watch my ebbing soul.
The sparrow flies out the window.
Who stands there?
Who is that who stretches arms out to me
and whispers so low that I have to walk closer?
Come here, child, she says, walk with me.
I have a prize to show.
She leans over a headstone,
brushes leaves and tiny spiders,
spinning across the open eyes of memory.
Forever the sandstone head of a girl amazed.
Eyes open and waiting,
and a gasp that never makes a sound.
If I should die before I wake?
Am I awake before I die?
Tomorrow.
ANNE BOLEYN
Born 1501-1507? Died May 19, 1536/ Tower of London
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49 comments:
It's got a mix of spookiness and romance. You got the balance right.
Greetings from London.
Greetings to a Cuban-
Thank you ..Just so! Guess I'm going a bit gothic!
So you are poor Anne under the axe! And you are given the opportunity to see yourself depicted as a little stone figure with eyes open on your own grave, so you know you will be granted your wish?
...hi lyn! what a wonderful twist you've finished with-it's unlike any i've read so far! this surely makes me glad that i don't remember most of my dreams!! so well done in spite of my being creeped out :)
Hi Stafford-
Thanks for visiting..yes the little gal got her wish..because fiction works..and then there's life itself!
Hi sheri-
Thanks so much..glad I don't recall most of my dreams either..
and as you probably know, I do like creepy!!
A wonderful take with historical allusion. So many sparrows have been trapped, longing to fly out of the window to freedom, acceptance, and vitality.
Hi Paul-
You're very generous..thank you..
Freedom is it, isn't it?
I found myself racing through this piece to find out who was executed. I've always been enamored with Anne Boleyn. Lovely and powerful, as well, Lyn.
my prayer is that i keep my ees open always as well...a brilliant magpie!
Hi Willow-
Thanks for this prompt..I too have always had a thing for Anne..in fact I was sort of "looking" for her when I visited the Tower!! booooooo....
Hi Brian-
So kind of you..yes, eyes wide open..in life..in poetry!!
If a Magpie can be 'rich' ... that is what yours is! I love history and especially that of Henry VIII and the beautiful Anne. Thank you for the gift.
The whole time I was reading I could see her walking to the executioner. Very well done!
Another excellent poem, Lyn. Two lines that I especially liked are:
"I will become a rivulet of red." and
"Come here, child, she says, walk with me./I have a prize to show."
I think Anne was something of a schemer (weren't they all?) and not necessarily undeserving of her fate but Henry had a rather drastic system for unwanted goods!
Hi Helen-
Great thanks..I particularly love this history..
Hi steviewren-
Thanks..I sort of got carried away, and I'm glad!!
Hi Derrick-
Thank you..I watched the "Tudors" and indeed Anne was a schemer (and quite a dish on the show).. but off with her head?..I guess that was Henry's style!
I look for the best in folks who are going to be beheaded!!
perfect!
perfect take on the Magpie prompt!
"I pray that courage eats my fear," That's a powerful prayer! Great work.
Hi Jeane-
Well, I've never been perfect before...Thanks!
Hi kathew-
Thanks so much..I really got a kick out of doing this prompt!
Hi soundof...
Thanks for visiting! I do pray for less fear..every day!!
You nailed it! Knew it was Anne. Well done.
Hi C Hummel-
Thank you..I liked her haunting face..what to do with it!!
Very nice! I always had a soft spot for Anne -- I think she did die bravely.
Hi Vicki-
Thank you..It seems that several of us do have feelings for Anne!
Lynn,
It could've happened that way. why not? Human history repeats itself and maybe you picked up the message through the ether.
Regardless: beautiful poem, if macabre!
rel
Hi rel-
When I sit still, the ether really delivers..can't wait for my next message!!
thanks so much...
I've got chills!
Hi Alexis-
Just what I meant to happen..thanks for stopping by!
You've taken this to the next level - wonderful!
Powerful. Beautiful. Your writing is deeper and finer each time I read. Wonderful take.
Linda
This is beautiful! Even though I have fonder feelings for Catherine of Aragon, i still felt sorry for Anne when i read her bio. Hello! Really shouldn't go for the guy who gave up his wife for you, he'll probably do it again! Oh well.
Hi Tumblewords-
Thank you for your kind words...
Hi Linda-
Thank you for reading..I'll just have to keep writing!!
Hi Patience-
It's funny how we align ourselves at times..pure emotion..
Where was a poor girl to go? The glass ceiling was broken by becomong Queen/mistress..Henry's temp or keeping my head? hmmm...
Thanks so much for comment!!
I love it - a great song for freedom!
loveNlight
Gabi
Hi Gabi-
Thanks so much for showing up! Love your blog and writing!!
How would that fate feel? Nice tribute to a lady.
Hi T-
I think the way it feels is the stream of consciousness I put her through..
Thanks for the comments!!
Lyn - that was a fabulous post.
'I beg the executioner
to say I never closed them.'
Loved how deep those words read.
magnificent tale,
Hi Lena-
Thank's for visiting..I'm so glad you enjoyed this!!
Hi Jingle-
You are always so generous! Thanks
Ethereal and enticing - one must read on.
Hi Sylvia-
Thanks for visiting..I did enjoy digging through this one!
Hi Jingle-
But eventually we get back..good!! Thank you, always...
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