Long Francesca Poems

I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell...

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Michael and Carolyn came home again
Their busy lives disrupted by death's end
Not knowing they'd encounter love unrestrained
By coming home for mom's funeral to attend
Life has some changes for which to contend
Michael and Carolyn were shocked...

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After I just heard my guide in this trip
Speaking of ancient women and of  knights,
Pity I felt, then had loss to outstrip.

I began: “Poet , desire now me incites
To speak with those two going...

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Confessions of a Swirly Straw

The Swirly Straw said to the Clear Cola 
“I don’t mean to pry 
but I’m tired of getting double teamed 
Like some harlot in a trashy movie 
If I wanted so...

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P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 7



any thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and...

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P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 8
Many thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and...

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I’m walking, just like Exodus and Alemba
And although am not Casting crowns, am walking as far as the ‘East is from the West’
So many thoughts on my mind, hope I have ’10,000 reasons’ for that,...

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What I remember most on a romantic evening,
We had a picnic for two, it was a magical midnight!
I was blown away, and felt the earth move,
While I was drowning in his lust.
It felt like a...

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Almonds encased in hard red candy
Brandy from snow white walnuts
Collateral damage to the left front bumper of the sled
Dietary restrictions on anything considered a spice
Everything more often wins the day
Francesca left her pie though (no...

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She sits like a song
In her rocking chair.
Grace evident - Smiling radiant
Power curling on spun glass.
Bound to a solitude --"Welcome, Old Friend"
Moving as if to escape the skin;
Magic beats her heart, brights her eyes.
Thoughts ignite...

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A final letter from the heart my love



You sat in Vermeer’s room, maid by side;
As daylight positioned at your writing place,
Decanted through the stained glass view-
Where she did stand; there; observing
Those that came and went.
Your...

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francesca

i met you too late francesca 
there with your purple dotted dress 
sitting alone in a lilac world 
tears streaming from brokenness 

somehow 
i knew your desires 

and all that you wanted  

that you...

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Your hand
As so inclined
Am I to show that love refined
Itself to friendship

Yet in that lowly
Friendly act
There still remains the simple fact
As lips touch skin

Respectful blessing
Is released
And worried brow becomes uncreased
For lips they linger..

Just a while..
To...

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As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing...

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Eyes shimmer sky-kissed blue.
Cheeks whisper a rosy hue.
Smiles and laughter breakthrough,
When we play fun peekaboo.

Lips create Cupid’s bow.
Hair sun-kissed strawberry flow.
Sense of calm rests below,
As I watch you bloom and grow.

Painting radiant beams,
With irresistible gleam.
Dancing...

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