In Kubla Khan a re-write

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In Kubla Khan a re-write

In Kubla Khan a pleasure-dome decree where Alph the sacred river ran
By caverns measureless to man down to a sunless sea the doubled miles
by a fertile ground where walls n' towers girdle round the gardens bright
o'er by the forests ancient hills, enfolded sunny spots of lushing greenery

But oh such deep romantic chasm, savage at the bossoms' love enchant
as she trembles beneath a waning moon, a woman wailing for her lover,
This chasm with ceaseless turmoil seethes and pants with heavy breathe

A mighty fountain momentarily forced with swift half-intermittent bursts
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail beneath the threshers' flail
Amid those dancing rocks a rose appeared, to scarce the sacred river thin
Five miles meandering in motion through wood and dale a river sunk n' dry
Half reaching down the caverns measureless to man an oceans fastly spree
And then in tumult Kubla heard the yond ancestral voices prophesying war!

The shadow of the dome of pleasure floated midway on the waves
Where was heard the mingled measure from the fountain and the cave
It was a miracle of rare device, a sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice

A damsel with a dulcimer in a vision once I saw Abyssinian maid of beauty
and with the dulcimer she played, Abora songs of sweet revive
Besotted by her charm I lost myself in deep delight, each note a dulcet long;
upon the domes, above the caves of frost and ice!
Behold King Zeus with flashing eyes and floating hair, he weaved a fire
round my girth in thrice. I closed my eyes in holy dread while he on
honey-dew had drunk the milk of Paradise, I in earn did drink the potion
of his maiden's love. "I love her may I have her now" I spake above the
caves and in a thunderous voice he sank, "Yee may" and so it was.

Kubla Khan - a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Re-written by: Mystic Rose

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  1. Date: 2/1/2017 7:55:00 PM
    Very well done! I played a dulcimer once and fell in love with it, but do you think I could find one to buy! I love your work!

  1. Date: 2/1/2017 8:34:00 AM
    You have done well Vie. To revisit a famous poem is not easy..hugs//Victor

  1. Date: 2/1/2017 7:35:00 AM
    I remember studying this poem years ago. Nice rewrite Vienna.