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Bianca of Venice

Venice, the daughter of the sea
Winding paths, waterways or cobblestones roads
Rulers of the renaissance, noblemen would be
Her navy full of conquests, her triumphs all would see

From nobility rose, a woman fair
Her life a whirlwind, with her share of despair
Banished from Venice, for daring to speak
Her desires and wit, did many a man seek

The golden rose the pope did give
As she fled to Florence, so young and deceived
Her strength in spirit and a mind so refined
Her friend Marco, the captain, with whom she dined

He parted his wisdom as best he could
He sailed victorious, for Bianca he should
His secret was safe out on the seas
Which is why he and Bianca, could never be

Her royal blood would keep her in stead
As nobility in Florence would turn their heads
Francesco indeed would commission a palazzo
For Bianca his mistress, in waiting, his queen

The Grand Duchy of Florence, all powers bestowed
A seeker of knowledge, of wisdom composed
His Austrian wife, alone, cold and barren
Could not compete, with his love yet to be

They danced, they confided, in each they held
A love of intellect, beauty and lust to be feld
And sadly, one day, the enemies of Venice
Plotted and schemed to bring about a demise

The poison was swift, and an era did end
In a villa in Florence, Francesco was dead
Bianca his love, her beauty unblemished
Fell by his side, and whispered to thee

My dear, my love, it was meant to be

Bianca Cappello (1548 – 17 October 1587)

Note: OK OK I invented 1 new word, that's what poets do

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  1. Date: 5/2/2014 5:57:00 PM

    intriguing at the first stanza so got me glued and wanting to read more and do a lil check.. :) narrative in a poetic way.. ,.. tremendously well-penned.. :), olive eloisa.. :) Thank you for the share..:)

    vaso Avatar arthur vaso Date: 5/2/2014 9:12:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you so much, there is a very good book written about her if you are interested!
  1. Date: 2/28/2013 5:55:00 AM

    This stiory left me captured till the end..Outstanding..Charma

    vaso Avatar arthur vaso Date: 5/2/2014 9:11:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Sorry for so late replay, missed this comment, thank you very much!!!!
  1. Date: 2/26/2013 10:05:00 AM

    A tale of passion and intrigue so well articulated, with fine characterizations, vivid imagery, flow and rhyming! BRAVO my friend!! Best wishes, Keith

    vaso Avatar arthur vaso Date: 2/27/2013 9:24:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Again, I am glad you enjoyed!! thank you
  1. Date: 2/24/2013 8:41:00 AM

    This was terrific! I was captured in your poetic verse with no desire to escape. Great story telling.

    vaso Avatar arthur vaso Date: 2/25/2013 9:38:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you , glad you enjoyed it!
  1. Date: 2/24/2013 12:29:00 AM

    Wow its great my friend well done. Seren