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Jane Eyre Crown

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Jane Eyre Crown

I shall not live as in a room of red. 
I was not born to be what others presume
And stay within that state until I am dead;
Punished within my own hellish doom,
Scratching at the walls that others build
And those which I construct to block them out
Until my world becomes so cold and chilled
Or in the darkness I dare not move about.
Who is not God that looks upon my form
And sees a child that never will a Lady be;
Will never visit peace where truth is sworn,
Forever cursed to live among the Reeds.
None are truly orphaned in God’s eyes
Those who “use” God will fashion their demise.

Those who “use” God will fashion their demise.
Like Headmaster Brocklehurst  uses piety for gain
And rules like many of his kind with tyranny and lies.
These lessons learned within my soul forever will remain.
But a gift of destiny would shine a loving light;
A friend who will forever remain in my heart –
Dear Helen, who could find faith and hope in bleakest night
And spread her love and smile even on departing.
Here, in the midst of this tribulation
I found kindred spirits I have never known.
Helen and Ms Temple, who both taught me patience
And I left Lowood into a lady grown.
My image peers back from the dusty pane –
Are you ready for what lies next dear Jane?

Are you ready for what lies next dear Jane?
How much more could my brand be tempered;
How close to the fire before molten puddles remain;
How much of this life will I cherish when remembered;
Or will these years pile upon me until I beg to leave?
No matter, I will never bend to self pity
Nor gazing at my visage grieve
Or think my lot in life was petty.
This time at Thornfield, no matter what it brings,
Whether I am queen or governess –
The only wound to soul that truly stings
Are those that tween my self-worth slip.
Demeaning barbs like Lady Blanche has thrown
Are those like all the rest I’ve known.

Are those like all the rest I’ve known,
So hateful, why must they demean,
While Master Rochester – in his eyes I’ve seen a glow,
Also, deep within, are secrets still unseen.
Shadows that drift like a storm may never go,
Like a raging fire never to be quelled
And forbidden truths much too hot to hold,
Disguised now as a Gypsy he’ll foretell.
Could he truly find love in me and not Blanche,
And if so, should I flee my own yearnings
Within which my spirit sings and dances,
But then, through all the rest of life, what have I learned?
Yet, this is caring and belonging I have never seen,
Still, I cannot forget where I have been.

Still, I cannot forget where I have been.
Will I stay someway in servitude?
No matter what I wear – what will others see,
But if I run will regret forever be my mood?
No, I must marry this man I love – Adele – this place.
Where he is, is my only true home,
But to the hidden truths I awake,
This secret kept, I will not condone.
This terrible burden now upon us,
A mad woman locked like the madness of this all;
This life of mine again unjust –
Too much pain for one life to allot!
For my own sanity I must say goodbye.
Please dear God, be with me, at my side.

Please dear God, be with me, at my side.
This place, this situation, I must flee
If only to be me for more than pride,
But for my painful heart to believe.
At Marsh End I am at last equal.
Love and friendship have a guiltless exchange.
Here, I am no longer fearful,
Still, I think of Thornfield where a part of me remains.
I now know that others love me for who I am
And my value in this world is real.
I’ve even been proposed to by another man,
So more hidden doubts can be unveiled.
The inheritance I received may be a sign
These trials I have endured are left behind.

These trials I have endured are left behind
But not the value of lessons learned.
The journey henceforth is truly mine
To share with whom my passion yearns.
From far away I feel Edward near
And go to find the castle in ruins
What have I done – for my love I fear;
My head races with so many emotions.
This heart, this love, was pent up in anger,
In a world which I … did not trust.
Within myself, and in your arms, there is no danger –
No walls to block your loving touch.
I am free from what I dreaded
I shall not live as in a room of red.

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  1. Date: 4/26/2014 11:48:00 AM
    wowser SO good! You actually got into a woman's head and wore her, I loved all of it especially the beginning and end line so mysterious! YEAH Craig!!! Great win & writing! Light & Love

  1. Date: 4/23/2014 2:52:00 PM
    This was such a daunting task......(I know how much work goes into a crown of sonnets !) .....boy, oh boy, did you ever meet the mark !! This was a wonderful experience.......and the pay-off was reading your hard work, as if watching the movie or book unfold once again ! I loved what you did with it! Congratulations Craig!

  1. Date: 4/23/2014 7:50:00 AM
    Way to go with this great win..Congrats ..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

  1. Date: 4/22/2014 2:27:00 PM
    Hi Craig: Congratulations on your win. A great poetic portrayal of a great novel.

  1. Date: 4/21/2014 8:14:00 PM
    Oh, Craig, this is wonderful... you have dug below the surface of both the novel and any film and captured the heart of one of my all time favourite heroines... yes, indeed the dropping of walls... symbolically the destruction of Thornfield is the end of the old and the birth of the new. So well done. LOOOOOVE IT! Oh, lol, congrats and thankyouthankyouthank you -- this feels like a gift. :D oxox Cyndi

  1. Date: 3/9/2014 6:49:00 PM
    You nailed it !!! Last I heard, you were thinking of going for it.......well, .....shoot.....!! You shot me dead with this great crown.......not only one of my favorite all time movies/books (from when I was a teen and beyond)...... But as Andrea said, it is if watching the action unfold, the drama, the mystery, ....makes me wish I'd gone this route. Outstanding, Craig!! Ps.....I've seen so many versions of this one....seems I just experienced one more!!

    Richards Avatar Carrie Richards
    Date: 3/9/2014 6:50:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    And ps........Thank you so much for my placement in your ""Odd " contest........I loved reading many odd poems.........lol........terrific bunch of oddities we have among Soupers !!!! That was fun!
  1. Date: 3/8/2014 10:09:00 PM
    just saw your message down here. I don't like to read the contemporary ones as much. When they are written by a free verse writer, they are often difficult for me to understand as well as being unmetered because I find a lot of free verse poets are so obscure in the language they use. why do they have to bring that into the sonnets? It's still a free verse inside the framework of 14 lines. But i have to say, I really enjoyed the plainspoken ones that I read of Cyndi's tributes to her friends.

  1. Date: 3/8/2014 5:10:00 PM
    You've done an outstanding job with this piece Craig, xxx

  1. Date: 3/8/2014 3:35:00 PM
    Craig, I have to say, you have chosen your movie VERY well because that story is so full of drama and emotion. with your impeccable beat, you would be the one to win, in my estimation. I am not even trying this one. when I do my own crown sonnet it will be on my own terms and if I do a story, it will be a story I make up. I do not like long poetry, especially if it is about a topic I am simply summing up. However, for what this contest required, I doubt you can be beat, my friend..

    cornish Avatar craig cornish
    Date: 3/8/2014 4:48:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you Andrea--LOL--I was trying to avoid beat and meter because Cyndi does not want it in this crown. You know what's weird (and I know you do) For me, I dream in meter almost so to write out of meter for me is like trying to sing off key on purpose and it's very difficult---like you with rhyme and free verse!!LOL
  1. Date: 3/7/2014 4:06:00 PM
    :) You got all the elements of the story in this crown. I LOVE the story of Jane Eyre...Have read the book..twice...and see the BBC version of it COUNTLESS times...Timothy Dalton and Mr Rochester amazes me. Your crown has got the highlights of the story and the longings of Jane's heart so beautifully....What passion!!! "My cherished preserver...Goodnight!" My favorite scene after she saves him from the fire....Beautiful, Craig...Lovely CROWN