Disclaimer: Crown and Court Duel both belong to Sherwood Smith, whom I think has done a blessedly extraordinary job of creating and writing them. In no way do I intend to infringe on her ownership of these wonderful works of writing, I only wish to pay tribute to her endearing characters...
This poem is of Lady Elenet Kheraev of Grumareth...
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Unspoken Devotions...
~ By Kuri
I've seen the way he looks at thee
when he thinks not a soul will see,
he looks at you with doting eyes -
those eyes as deep as clouded skies.
A mingled glance of grief and love
ephemeral as snowy doves,
and then once more - a guarded face,
a steady gaze, a measured pace.
Not once has he glimpsed me this way,
just I glimpse he from far astray.
You treasure not, his love so pure,
you see it not, you bristling fool.
I'd give you all, to have your place
in Danric's eyes, in Danric's grace,
but all of this, it comes to naught,
for never will my heart be sought
by him, his love's to you - you'll know
one day, and then your cheeks will glow.
Your breath will catch, when he draws near
his presence - banish all your fears.
It's you he loves, needs, adores,
and though it wrenches my heart sore,
to him I'm merely sibling dear,
and that I'll stay, I'll shed no tears.
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I've done it! I've finally managed to piece together a poem about Elenet!... well, her point of view, at least. I'm sorry it took so long... It took a lot of tinkering, and the fact that I lost paper I'd written the almost complete poem on was a rather large setback. So, here is a newly fashioned one. I hope it is acceptable to all of you very gracious readers... please leave a review for me and make my day! Pretty please? I really do love all of your comments. :D ~ Kuri dancing_raine@yahoo.com
...until next time?
This poem is of Lady Elenet Kheraev of Grumareth...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Unspoken Devotions...
~ By Kuri
I've seen the way he looks at thee
when he thinks not a soul will see,
he looks at you with doting eyes -
those eyes as deep as clouded skies.
A mingled glance of grief and love
ephemeral as snowy doves,
and then once more - a guarded face,
a steady gaze, a measured pace.
Not once has he glimpsed me this way,
just I glimpse he from far astray.
You treasure not, his love so pure,
you see it not, you bristling fool.
I'd give you all, to have your place
in Danric's eyes, in Danric's grace,
but all of this, it comes to naught,
for never will my heart be sought
by him, his love's to you - you'll know
one day, and then your cheeks will glow.
Your breath will catch, when he draws near
his presence - banish all your fears.
It's you he loves, needs, adores,
and though it wrenches my heart sore,
to him I'm merely sibling dear,
and that I'll stay, I'll shed no tears.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I've done it! I've finally managed to piece together a poem about Elenet!... well, her point of view, at least. I'm sorry it took so long... It took a lot of tinkering, and the fact that I lost paper I'd written the almost complete poem on was a rather large setback. So, here is a newly fashioned one. I hope it is acceptable to all of you very gracious readers... please leave a review for me and make my day! Pretty please? I really do love all of your comments. :D ~ Kuri dancing_raine@yahoo.com
...until next time?