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She gazes forth, forlorn, her splendor inspired, her grieving vast 
It was three hundred years since the Bard of Avon did create
An ode to her beauty; a tale of love, of joy, of sadness and of fate
Juliet and her lost love Romeo, forever bound, forever found, forever to last
The image Dicksee created may reconcile lovers torn and passions classed
As futile, unrequited and inappropriate; yet love still lingers
Drawn as much by what can as what cannot be, for nothing alters
What a waste; Oh what we have not learned from mistakes past

So this maiden sweet stands alone, her hands resting on the balustrade
In her eyes an expectant look, longing for her lover to see
Waiting there eternally, patiently, yearning… Her promise made
Serene she waits, for what will never be
She lingers lost in memory, the poet’s pen paid
The artist’s brush stayed, alone to inspire me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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