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Date Posted: 15:26:23 05/26/02 Sun
Author: Raphaela
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Subject: Re: Chatelaine...
In reply to: Ian B Saxon 's message, "Chatelaine..." on 10:47:31 05/26/02 Sun

Well Ian this has to be my favourite of yours to date - I have read it many times and will do so again, each time discovering something new. It is visually descriptive and emotive with a desperate and haunting atmosphere of a lost love, which so many people will identify with. The repetition of the unfinished line of Chatelaine - reminds me of the ballads of old (which I am currently teaching!) and indeed this could be turned into a song.

Much enjoyed.

R

>Chatelaine�
>
>Golden eyes still linger on crying words, departing
>Till only open spaces remain to embrace the innocence
>of the moment
>And phantom shadows left to haunt the silence of this
>quill
>Leaving questions, bearing unanswered reasons
>
>Voices, lost and drifting, resound against the walls
>of my longing
>Standing a lone figure, facing the onslaughts of the
>wind
>Clutching a single, scarlet rose in a white-knuckled
>fist
>Stabbing vacant space in final desperation
>
>Chatelaine�
>
>The sadness in your eye, the ultimate reminder, a
>finger accusing
>Like ice, the wind tearing at my sanity, reversing the
>joy of loving you
>We are hearts connected, yet separated into distant
>worlds turning
>Away from each other into distance ever increasing
>
>Remnants of tickets, scribbled homeward bound, lay
>scattered
>Each departure a new begin, yet your mirror image
>still lingers
>And these words will never again hold the same meaning
>As the innocence of love lost itself in the shadows of
>long ago
>
>Chatelaine�
>
>>
>Rights reserved
>Ian B Saxon

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