Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Maid of the Myst

Maid of the Myst

I lie in repose
Under the falls
In a tranquil pool
Of turquoise blue

He left me for another
This I could not suffer
My pain already drowning me
I fell from the falls

Spectacular was the news
Young girl with the blues
Dives to her cherished death
My lover left me for I was on meth

I was confused and skin so bruised
Misused and tears seeped from my veins
No one at all could know this enduring pain
So now under the falls I enjoy the rain

My soul lies deep
Under waters so very steep
I wait, and I wait
To be alive again

From the skies
Not another… but I see a phone that dives
Floating downwards upon my weary breast
A chance you see, finally I was blessed

I call from the depths below
Like a spirit I begin to glow
Daddy daddy is that you?
From below I call to say a proper adieu



Found inside her pocket

I miss you daddy
I love you so much
Forgive my wild youth
Remember me as I was in your arms
Long ago with my pony tails
Your little cuddly pumpkin
Love you daddy

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Carolyn Devonshire November 3, 2016 at 2:41 PM Your poem brought tears to my eyes, Arthur. I have a photo from the Maid of the Mist when I was five. Dad took it. How I wish every person could be spared the devastation drugs like meth can do to our lives. I wish I could send the last verse to my father in heaven. This type of love never dies. Beautiful. A fave.

Ravindra K Kapoor October 30, 2016 at 11:30 PM You have sketched a very heart-wrenching tale of tragedy of daughter and father love and affections in brilliantly composed lines dear friend Arthur. Daughters always cry for the love and protection of their father and in your poem you have obtained that wonderfully. Thank you once again for your kind visit to my recent poem. A full 7+ for this lovely write. Love and best wishes always...Ravindra K Kapoor Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 11:01 PM Thank you Ravindra!

Andrea Dietrich October 30, 2016 at 6:02 PM this was a very interesting tale of tragedy, Arthur. Inside all women is that little girl needing her daddy's protection. I enjoyed this. Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:57 PM Thank you Andrea!

Jan Allison October 30, 2016 at 4:33 AM So deep so sad this is absolutely heartbreaking arthur. I felt so emotional especially reading the letter at the end ... every parent's worst nightmare to lose a child in such tragic circumstances:-( hugs Jan xx Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:53 PM Thanks Jan!!

Demetrios Trifiatis October 30, 2016 at 3:56 AM Unfortunately scenes like this are repeated throughout space and time however not poetically as here presented. Tragic but well written dear, Arthur! Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:52 PM Thank you kindly Demetrios!

Eileen Manassian October 30, 2016 at 3:06 AM Arthur...this is so heartbreaking. What one must endure to reach this point of no return....I've been there. I'm glad I'm still here. Thanks for making us aware again of how fragile we really are. Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:51 PM Its always the ones with such heavy hearts, that often feel the sadness of the world, I am so glad when I listen and read your poetry, to see you express so well the emotions we all feel.So heartwarming!

Eve Roper October 30, 2016 at 12:22 AM Heartfelt, Arthur, how many are out there drowned or drowning in pain Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:49 PM Yes Eve, I would never wish the sadness on anyone.

Charmaine Chircop October 29, 2016 at 11:32 PM This brought tears to my eyes..because it reflects a reality of some .Its sad when they get trapped in a non way out kind of lost love ..or of despair in life..To not make it to theirparents arms and choose...to end it all..How sad..Awesome moving post. Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:45 PM Thanks Charmaine, there are many who choose Niagara Falls for their last act sadly!

Tim Smith October 29, 2016 at 10:16 PM I absolutely love this poem Arthur. Submersed in sadness but still is able to show her love for her father. Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:43 PM Thank you and thanks for the idea! :)