|26 Aug 2005|| Kazz Leer|
Rhyming love one of my favorites. I wish I could think of half the ideas you do, oh well what can you do. *starts to sob* Julia Anna Rill
replies: "um, trust me, you dont wanna have the same ideas i get... some are truly strange... very strange... ok, but they are fun, i admit it! "
|30 Aug 2005|| Brie TheCheeseGirl O´Reilly|
Hehe, i'm back again. I liked this one as well. You've captured emotion and imagery in very few words. Well done.
*miss sassypants* Julia Anna Rill
replies: "Thank you!"
|2 Sep 2005|| Bianca ´Bia´ Tangermann|
Wow, this is almost...classic. Like an old minstrel song from the middle ages, pased on through the centuries...something that could, no kidding, have appeared in "The Mists of Avalon", well, before it becomes a feast of who sleeps with whom. Anyway. I love all the emotion you put into the simple rhyms, it's what gives it this "classic", medieval feeling.
Methinks this should be set to music! Julia Anna Rill
replies: "Wow, i have never read the mists of avalon, but thank you for comparing my little innocent unworthy poem with it! and already the comparison with an old minstrel song made my blush...
About the music: i am a singer, but i am not really talented in writing music. i just sing it... so, if anybody feels like writing the music to it, please, do it! "
|11 Oct 2005|| Dan Shevock|
I love this poem, and on such a traditional topic. In many of the stories about faeries a person is struck with love, or desire after coming across a fay. Julia Anna Rill
replies: "Yeah, I know what you mean. Here the whole struck and desire part is already behind them and the end of their time together has come. What struck me after I finished writing it (I had to read it again to realize what I have scribbled on my sheet) was, that even it is a sad topic the storyteller sounds still kind of happy... Not happy finally having her off of his back, but happy that he was allowed to meet her..."
|26 Oct 2005|| Lynryu|
I like how this ends in sadness
makes one realise how harsh things can be
but it would be interesting to see how the man died
that would take him from the fay Julia Anna Rill
replies: "He died because of old age. He lived all his life with the fay but than his mortallity catches up with him. The fay herself is immortal, so she will stay there on this planet forever and her love has to leave her alone. But, to tell you everything: He eaves her before he dies. He doesn't want her innocence be bothered be the sadness of seing his dead and the truth of nature. He wants her to remember him as the living and loving man who had spent so many years with her and not as a corpse. And especially not as a rotting corpse. Because how could he bother her delicate hands to dig a hole to burry him in it? So he leaves her before he is too weak to walk and goes back to those of his own kind. Sad, isn't it? And please, don't ask me how I got the idea to this... I have absolutely no idea, especially not about his reaction of his approaching death... "
|20 Dec 2005|| Randy L Anfinson II|
I liked this poem quite a bit. It shows the true meaning of how powerful love can be, and that it will never grow old, even if those who feel its power do. Julia Anna Rill
replies: "*sigh* how romantic! your words are so beautiful... did I really write this?!"
|21 Nov 2006|| Sdixon2|
It's so simple, but it says so much. A calmness in accepting death, and a love that expels all fear: fear of death, fear of never seeing her again; all because their love keeps his heart warm. Will she weep for him, her dying lover? Or will she be at peace as well, and know it is not over? Lovely poem : ) You got me to think about it in depth. Reflections! Such wonderful things. Julia Anna Rill
replies: "How is it possible that you all write something so beautiful and so true that I am suprised about it? I can't believe you read this all in my poem... your words are so more heavenly than I ever could say... *sigh*"
|22 Nov 2006|| Sdixon2|
Hmm... I guess the mood just came over me. But it really was good! This happens to me with my art sometimes; people see things in it that I hadn't noticed before. But it's fun to get a different perspective on it every once in awhile : ) Julia Anna Rill
replies: "Yeah, I know what you mean. I draw too and in the pictures so many people see stuff I didn't even imagine to be there... :-P"
|23 Nov 2006|| Suzanne Collins|
Lovely poem! Very simple, yet conveys the man's feeling of loss as he leaves his beautiful lady love. But I guess, if she was the last thing he saw before he died, it might not be so bad. Julia Anna Rill
replies: "He had a really fullfilled life. He found his love and the lady even excepted him as her lover. Now he can leave this world in peace with everything. It kind of reminded me of Tom Bombadil and his lady..."
|23 Nov 2006|| Tamsin S Scholz|
That is really sad.. parting from his love. I like the 'madame with the golden hair' It fits in perfectly! Gorgeous! Julia Anna Rill
replies: "I wrote it during work. It just flows out of my pen, I didn't even know what I was doing. And yet, it sounds so structured... :-P"
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