Isolde Poems - Poems about Isolde

After the deaths of Tristram and Isolde, a hazel and a honeysuckle grew out of their graves until the branches intertwined and could not be parted. Through our long years of dreaming to be one we grew toward an enigmatic light that gently warmed our tendrils. Was it sun? We had no eyes to tell; we loved despite the lack...

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Continued from Part 1 The orphans and widows lean into the breeze watching horrified hangmen descend to their knees for the angel of mercy’s no longer inclined to forgive vengeful phantoms (oh Furies of night!) , ...

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The warden’s bewildered, the keeper’s amazed as the gate gapes behind us, a hole in the haze. Our steps seem uncertain, the cobblestones crazed, pearly stars burn above us like pinwheels ablaze. Though lanterns hang vacant in streets staring blind, broken paths paved in puzzles compel me to roam, ...

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You asked me for a dance one night, ’twas late one New Year’s Eve, and as I held you in my arms, your shape did wend and weave; a sudden kiss as midnight struck (I thought it make believe) - for stars and kismet ruled with zeal our lives would interleave. I give to you the morning sun to...

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From two seperate worlds, Seperated by war- Unaware to the fact They're both looking for more She is bound to be wed And they're doomed from the start. But, ironically, they kiss- It's easy to see they'll be torn apart. Only he could deserve Such unsurpassed beauty- She only hopes for a land Where there is no duty. They will never be apart again. Though his wound is...

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