Keith Logan Poet Rhyme

Sisters

Sisters (Cassandra and Jane)

Cassandra and her Jenny
could not dwell long apart,
they shared the same bedchamber
and beating of one heart.

When parted they wrote letters
where sibling love would shine.
In every sentence written,
sweet laughter flowed like wine.

Cassandra's love for Jenny
was in the end employed,
for fondness of her sister
those letters were destroyed.

No picking over missives
the author left behind.
No setting on that pathway
to search into her mind.

Cassandra loved her Jenny,
loved her true and long,
continued still to love her
when life itself was gone.

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Darlene De Beaulieu July 6, 2019 at 6:46 PM Hello Keith Logan, a sister's love is strong. have a nice evening my friend.

Andrea Dietrich September 22, 2016 at 2:55 PM Oh, I wondered why the letters would have to be destroyed and then i read what you said below. I did not know they were famous women you were writing of!I enjoyed the easy meter of this rhyming poem. And the sentiment. I have four sisters and love them dearly. Keith Logan September 22, 2016 at 5:51 PM Jane was a successful novelist but shied away from public honour until shortly before her untimely death. Some of her novels were published posthumously.

Richard Lamoureux September 15, 2016 at 12:48 AM Well written but sad. Worthy of a 7. Keith Logan September 15, 2016 at 4:19 AM I am honoured by your fervent approbation. Undeserved but welcome all the same. Thank you.

Paul Callus September 14, 2016 at 1:13 PM An enjoyable smooth flowing poem. Great to see sisters who got on so well...we are 7 siblings and fortunately we always got on fairly well. Regards ... paul Keith Logan September 14, 2016 at 2:46 PM As stated in some of my other responses, this is about Jane (Jenny) Austen and her elder sister Cassandra. Fortunately for me that same sibling love applied in my family.

Daniel Turner September 14, 2016 at 10:52 AM Wonderfully heartwarming write, Keith. Well done! I enjoyed the read immensely. Keith Logan September 14, 2016 at 2:42 PM I am glad you liked this, it is a subject close to my heart.

Abosede Ogundare September 14, 2016 at 9:40 AM This is beautiful Keith! Siblings adorn our world with love, whether they are still with us or they are gone Keith Logan September 14, 2016 at 2:41 PM Yes, that's what I always believed but there appears to be significant evidence to the contrary according to literature.

Chuck Melugin September 14, 2016 at 7:48 AM Well crafted, woven with a thread of sadness. 7 My best to you, chuck Keith Logan September 14, 2016 at 2:38 PM Jane (Jenny) was a mere 41 years old when she died. As a prominent author any letters would have been pawed over and dissected to try to "understand" the backgrounds to her creations. Cassandra honoured her privacy.

Jan Allison September 14, 2016 at 2:27 AM beautifully written - makes me sad as my sister is no longer in contact with me or my mum and the gulf between us now can never be filled :-( hugs Jan xx Keith Logan September 14, 2016 at 5:45 AM That is sad indeed. I love my sister very much with the absolute certainty that love is reciprocated. I also have brothers whom I have always been close to but not as close as my sister.