Anastasia's Ghost

Click the picture, it moves around , so much fun ,, haha, oh yeah and this poem sucks

Anastasia's Ghost she walks in the fog through the mist of the forest she walks all alone

Once she had a lover so loyal so true, their hearts were united  all was well with the world

Until one day the sad news arrived she heard from a villager her lover had  died

She screamed out his name her heart ripped in two
You see her lover was different and she was she

From a prominent  family her lover did come
The Village adored them , from far and near people heralded their name being The Count and Countess Bouvier was their fame

Anastasia , a poor girl from the backwood glens
her parents  had nothing , their lineage was weak
their beliefs were quite different
strange to the ordinary they were seen

Anastasia and Andre had no care of  such things for them falling in love was easy
who was to blame the Count and Countess forbade Andre to see his sweet Anastasia , ' she is beneath you , a dirty pagan girl 'he was told  and into  his chamber's he was locked 
his cries fell on deaf ears  his feelings  meant naught

He called out her name he hoped she could hear
the day's past so slowly and so did his fears

until one day
 

There on the his chamber bed clad in deep crimson brocade
he took a knife and drew it across his throat

as his blood spilled forth on the crimson covers
he called out her name only in vain

When Anastasia heard she ran to the woods  to the spot where he had held her where they had said their last goodbye

She looked into the Heaven's and called out his name  'Oh, my beloved Andre tis I who have sealed your fate  I beg your forgiveness , was naught but true love no spell had I cast upon thee  to draw you near  you knew this my sweetest rose upon the vine  the others  despised me and for me you have died '

She pulled forth  her dagger from its sheath  cried to the Heaven's , "Cursed be , cursed be , whoever has take my sweet love from me '

Without hesitation she drew her dagger across both her wrists as blood flowed from her veins  she looked to the skies and spoke his name

Tho the lover's have been gone for many a year the people still talk of  it  and some of them swear
when the Moon is full and shines down upon the glen's
Anastasia walks alone in a dress gossamer white  stained with blood and teardrops
  she still calls his name only in vain

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

wrote this long ago when i wrote worse than i now do .. was thinking of Anastasia Romanov
and wondering was her life spared.. this is not about her.. just the same name
I have tried four times to get the lines spaced and nothing!
There are a few lines that should be spaced, sorry..
A somewhat sucky poem that has been done again and again .. so once more for good measure..perhaps bad measure..

Reviews

[Father Mojo]

those who die for passion. dante has a whole section of hell reserved for them--if memeory serves they're caught up in a storm for eternity. by the way, anastasia means "resurrection." i think the poem is fine as is. bigotry, love, death. those are three of the biggies.

[Greg the Bard]

I like your ghost stories a lot. Romeo and Julite with a twist. The Anastasia story I know is Romanof in nature and follows along these lines. The book "Anastasia" is wonderful reading if you are into history. Your story carries you along with the normal references and the tale as we have heard it. Very nicely done. The White Lady of Winsor Palace is much the same. I love your prose in this and the way you meld old english into present day. Great work

[LittleEye:)]

i read alot of books and storys but i have to say this is one of my favorite storys wow

this is realyyyyy realy good i can't realy exspress it in words how good this is lol

~!Little Eye!~

oxoxox

hows your summer going????

well have a great week ttyl!

[Barry S. Maltese]

What a sad tale. One in the line of Romeo and Juliet. I still can not understand why people feel that things are so bad that they are more important than life itself.
Nicely written, my friend - and all too true to life.

[Evangela]

Wow, this is a beautiful but sad story. It made me a little teary eyed, but I really enjoyed reading. I love the smooth flow of it. I felt the undying love this piece expresses and the heartbreak. Excellent job :-)

[Jeff "jazzman"..]

This is beautiful story, I love the rhyme and the flow of this piece....Outstanding work!