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The Maiden's Song - a Poem By Giorgio Av
(Metrical form of writing worthily represented here in this poem composed by Giorgio Venetopoulos, had remained unpublished.) The maiden's form diffuses neath the rain and beautiful she steps around the sage The mists embrace her dream on this domain and vernal age. The autumn raindrops fall, forever thin They sing the maiden's song that lingers high She fled to college winters that akin have gone awry. She fled above the plains where women sing The heartfelt painful songs of love that stings The iron bells of Sunday callings ring for queens and kings. Above the castle's walls the coldness casts and dancing snowflakes fly to years before where trees saluted his departing masts, for e'er ashore. Forsooth her shape outlined above the field Where flowers blossomed in the air and smiled The quiet dusk her heart sedately healed descending mild. Across their Summer lay the swaths of scythe the mowing ended and a wedding song two wraiths recite, thus on the wheatfield lithe for e'er belong. © Giorgio A.V. & Gautami Phookan 10-18-2014, All Rights Reserved (Iambic pentameter - Iambic dimeter)
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