Ondine

Ondine 
  
Ondine ...you are untamed Tonight 
A yielding Lover….You held me long before I was born. 
speak to me with the language of Dreams 
A Mystic Bridge between the Light and Mystery. 
You Summon….then RAISE 
The Storm , 
                 the War 
                                and the Distance between two colors   
  Naked in your Beauty   only in the darkest of Nights … 
                      with no will of your own 
. let flow the Waters of Life against the Sky...I am soundless Gray 
          as you rise from this ocean…a Myth…then a Woman 
  
You do not choose to create or destroy 
but Heal with a cold and wicked heart. 
I am Criminal… Suspect …Always in chains… the fury of creation 
          In the waters that give life. 
Your Dance hidden, The Song unheard   My prayer is silent against empty Cathedral Walls 
Of your Bones. 
I suffer your Love and become immortal then die in your memory 
I am Reborn again and Again…Creating Myself from the Ashes 
Then leaving only Ashes 
  
You do not give Birth...but only plant the seed by casting 
the dimmest of lights, 
against the waters, 
against the shadow that is me. 
  
                             cwh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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November 3, 2010 at 6:38 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Carl. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information on PoetrySoup including contests by members of PoetrySoup and contests by the PoetrySoup site also which you as a new member and us oldies also may enter. If you have questions please feel free to ask ANYONE here. We are ALL willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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November 3, 2010 at 5:16 AM
Author's Note on the Composition of "Ondine" The poem is for the Muse in all of us...the struggle some face pulling any work of Art from the deepest waters that are us. Ondine is a water spirit...it seemed fitting to use her. In order to find her you must capature her in your net...and the moment we pull her from the waters she becomes mortal and begins to die...like all works of Art.... there is not enough room for me to fully explain..
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November 3, 2010 at 4:53 AM
Welcome to Poetry Soup.. enjoyed reading your very creative write today with its theme so interesting to the reader.. hope u enjoy your time on the Soup and will check out the contest page offered to members.. good luck with luv..
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