~Carrie~
Sweet of heart..lovely in satin..her ebony long lusterous
hair framing her porcelin hues..eyes of deep sapphire blue..
lips a trace of cherry stain..
~ ~ ~
Pretty as a newly painted picture..she looks afar for her true
love..faintly she sees a ship on the waters horizon
Along the East shore of the waters..the
ships ever so turn into the lea of the English Channel
Forthwith her love will be in her arms..longing..for his kiss
~ ~ ~
A little toe-headed boy in her care..she watches as he playfully
throws a ball to his favorite playmate..a terrior puppy..
to a fishing companion
Carrie smiles as her love has written her a poem in his
last letter.. "on the wings of love you did but give so much
more from your heart"..tucking it inside her lace hankerchief
to read a time or so..as her heart awaits along the shore..
~ ~ ~
A ship is seen by all the damsels..a tone of longing goes
out..it is he..oh, can it be he..from the open sea..
To behold her heartbeat patters quickly as the ship
approaches..on the deck beside the main sail..tears
upon her lovely cheeks..it is surely he...she hugs the toe-
headed little boy
~ ~ ~
Come now with me my dear Carrie.. the billowing winds
strongly blowing..as he caresses her tightly..we have
a mirred of thoughts to share..
~ ~ ~
They all walk hand in hand to her home across the English
meadow.. beauty in graceful wind blown wildflowers
A lovely old stone cottage of English gardens..for-get-me nots
blooming red roses..primrose..white daisies along the water
fountain path of scented thyme
~ ~ ~
Inside..the English cottage ..two glasses of wine he pours..he
kisses her gently..sitting beside her.. a romantic poem he wrote
for his Carrie.."Floating deeply into the dark blue midnight,
with my heart shining with all my desire and passion"
~ ~ ~
The little toe-headed boy played ball with his terrior.. layed
down by the hearth..the little boy and the terrior drifted into
sweet sleep..the terrior peeked an eye open to
Carrie and her love..than nuzzled his nose in the little boys
arm once more
(c) 2010 Carrie
Blessings,
Anna
It's truly lovely and a must read for any fan of ramantic poetry.
This is the first time I've read your poetry Mary Ann, but it won't be the last.
Blessed be you and yours,
Marcia
Blessings,
Christine
of longing and beauty.
John
Regis
Carrie and her Gentle Man
returning from the sea
~ Lady Mary Ann ~
so captured the essence
of truth in their love
Lady Vivian