When Stars Collide

[Larsen M. Callirhoe]

When Stars Collide

 

Two men fighting over her love.

One would lose and one would win.

 

A duel that only fools would dare

to engage in over petty lust.

 

A fire rages in my heart

for I am dueling for love.

 

Spark the desire in me my love

before you are stolen from my heart

by enmity of other men,

 

You see I want your hand in marriage.

Don’t you see we have belonged together

even before the stars in our universe

were birthed in the ever expanding sky.

 

Do I have to fight darkness itself

to have your hand close to my heart.

 

Can’t you feel it beating like a drum

being played by a drummer

in perfect harmony.

 

The melody guides me

to want only you

My lovely Nalene.

 

How do I explain you to Elizabeth.

Could you handle being my mistress.

 

The drum beats ever louder,

like my heart being chased

by enmity of other men’s thoughts and deeds.

I think I will roll the dice and take a chance

on two lovers who both love me for who I am.

 

Who am I, I am the star that collides with other

nighttime stars to fulfill destiny for my lovers.

Nalene, Elizabeth, I love you both.

And both of you will make me

collide with other stars for your love in marriage.

[Frank E Gibbard]

I think definitely your best work in terms of conception construction and completion Larse. Very well done, looks the business this one. Your customary passion tempered by a cool and attractive restraint. Frank

[Aleksandra]

Ah my dear Vic. Nice to meet Nalene . This poem is wonderful expressed with nice verse construction.

 

I think that Elizabeth would be the better choice anyway .

[Larsen M. Callirhoe]

ah aleksandra nalene i shared my first dance with a female, she was so feminine. long goldren brown hair. i will never forget the dress she wore it went down to her ankles, she was nervous as we exchanged phone numbers. i had a dream with her in it. she smoiled at me and my eyes would not stop stairing at her face.

 

victor

[tonyv]

I like the poem's logical progression. This part made me smile:

The melody guides me

to want only you

My lovely Nalene.

 

How do I explain you to Elizabeth.

Could you handle being my mistress.

Perhaps she could.

 

And this part has a forceful effect:

A fire rages in my heart

for I am dueling for love.

It seems to sum up the poem ... and the speaker's state of mind.

 

Tony

[pawn shop]

Awesome stuff !

Another Shakespherian type poem !!

[Larsen M. Callirhoe]

I think definitely your best work in terms of conception construction and completion Larse. Very well done, looks the business this one. Your customary passion tempered by a cool and attractive restraint. Frank

 

 

thanks frank i have been studying hard and reading allot of stuff on a wide range of poetry and grammer use. i believe and think the writing of my poems has improved vastly from 3 years ago. we have known each other 3 years this month. i met you on the defumct art plop thanks to nia's introduction. i must say you have handle this aquatance with class while i admit i haven't. then again i walk to a beat of a drum that seems more fabrication than reality.

 

thanks for the high remarks. coming from a british educated commentor on one of my writings such praise means more than you will ever know.

 

since my accident in aug 12, 1996 i have been trying to prove doctors wrong about me being nothing but a vegetable. i have a descent IQ. i scored 129 and 140 is a genius. i think that is pretty good since i suffered complete memory loss after my accident. my pyschologist scored a 170 on the IQ test but he has had over 8 years of college including six years of medical school.

 

if i had that much schooling i know i would score higher on the test. i scored my aptitude was that of a linguist and creative writer scoring in the likes of charles dickens a writer i admire. i study everyday since i don't do anything but read. i watch documentaries on public television, and i watch stufff on the history channel and discovery channel.

 

thanks frank

 

victor mike aka larse