Constance La France Poet Personification

I Am, Europia

I hang on the wall of an art gallery in Canada,
      it is said I am the epitome of feminine beauty;
my skin is pale and porcelain perfect-  my lips ruby,
           my gown is low and in the softest mauve silk;
a cape of chiffon orange and rose pink floats in the breeze.

I am the daughter of a King and a Greek princess,
      my story really begins when I was at the seashore;
Jupiter, the Greek god saw me and became quite enamored,
            he set about a devious plan to seduce and ravish me;
taking the form of a white bull and mingling in my father's herd.

On a sunny bright day I was gathering pretty flowers,
      I came upon the bull and made him a flower chain;
draping it around his horns and bravely I felt to ride him,
           I climbed upon his back and he carried me far away;
into the shallow water and then the open sea-  then I was lost.

I like to think of myself as that innocent girl playing,
      with friends at the seashore or the girl picking flowers;
this oil painting of me is quite beautiful-   I have heard it said,
           can they see the deep sadness that dwells in my heart;
although I caress the bull and we had children, I dreamt of another life.

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August 21, 2017


Personification/I Am, Europia
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Dean Wood August 22, 2017 at 12:02 PM A self portrait of a portrait! I loved this story BW. I was captivated from the beginning. Good luck with this entry.

Robert Lindley August 22, 2017 at 6:09 AM Beautifully crafted and very inspiring verse my friend. Oft the sadness in ones heart is well hidden from the public because to expose it takes great courage when one knows others will exploit it as a weakness. Exceptional fantasy verses. A fav...

Russell Sivey August 22, 2017 at 5:54 AM I wonder why Jupiter chose to be a bull? What is the symbolism behind that I wonder? I truly loved reading your delightful write about the Princess and the Bull! What a powerful message this is, showing that we should live our lives the way we want them, not the way others impose upon us! What a beautiful poem my friend! Constance you have done it again, written such a magnificent piece, Great Work!!

Heidi Sands August 21, 2017 at 6:18 PM Very interesting and well written Broken Wings. good luck I the contest :)