Sunday, March 17, 2013
'Rachel the Wicked' (an original new poem)
'Rachel the Wicked'
So many thought of you in a negative light,
As you so often did act without care.
Still for me, I chose to look deeper,
And saw a castle in the air.
I'll never forget the tall brown-eyed Tuscan beauty,
Who left many a passerby in a momentary stun.
And whose long hair seemed to magically change color,
Dark in the dim, and blondish in the sun.
For me, I'll always know in my heart and mind,
No matter if I'm the only one who will believe.
That you possessed some sacred values and ethics,
Of which some of your critics lacked the character to even conceive.
My dream of you this week was entirely unexpected,
Including our mystical happy ending.
I know that it won't happen in this life,
But it was still precious, even in pretending.
In what vein should I remember you,
Now that its been a good many years since you decided to leave this world?
I proclaim here and now, as neither devil nor angel,
But rather as a matron spirit of fire and aspired dreams, waiting to be unfurled.