The Dark Lovers

This is the poem I earned the moniker "Dark Dr. Suess

There stood upon a hill two trees that closely intertwined and passersby that glanced upon felt darkness undefined. For on some nights laughing heard come down from that black hill and on some night it traveled here upon my window sill. It was then my mind tripped upon a vision the laughing told, of two dark lovers, their joy and pain, began itself unfold. Dark boy, dark girl, the story began, a love that time can't touch and in their story, their dark love grew, perhaps some much too much. 

They met as lovers often do, as friends, or as unknowns but there was fire-bellied burned, as paired and carved tombstones. There within their dark love grew, where some that said: "Away, for the night is different as you both compared unto the day." The darkened lovers did not heed, for in their difference found, that there is no difference in the black, of one's true love once found. Here does end the beginning half of what I've come to know, as stories that need some time between, as stories need time to grow. 

They met in secret silent places, with joy enraptured on their faces. Knowing that with moments few kept their embrace these lovers two. No longer could do some control, what took place between the souls. To keep apart what joined as one. The ties that bind be not undone. When one day came upon ill wind, to drive between their hearts. A force of evil, as evil is known, to sunder them apart. 

The lovers ran hand in hand, away into the night. With only Moon and empty air taking notice of their flight. Their journey took them long and far, from places they had known. From all who stood against their will, from where their love was sown. When they, no more, could travel on, stood they quietly and still. Thereupon, in black of night, a peaceful moonlit hill. They knew, however, forever they can't hide from what's behind and so began, together, speak the spell of love and time. 

The wheel of heaven turned just thrice and dark forces blessed their cause and the trees that grew where their bodies had stood intertwined with perfect flaws. The lovers, at last, had found their place in times immortal plan, for the trees that stood, dark lovers they were, just a woman and a man.

So sometimes there, at night float down, loving laughter heard. Dark lovers one and all as one and not another word.

© 2019 Raymond Federle

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MsJewel

Dark - yes, but there is beauty here as well. Of all of your work, I think this is my favorite. Stunning imagery and a story that drew me in. Wonderful writing Raymond!

:) Julie

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Posted 10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Thank you Jules! :)

Darkgirl

This honestly reminds me of a certain Mr. Poe, Its dark, whimsical, and brilliantly told.

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10 Years Ago

Thank you! High praise! :)

Frieda P

Enticing imagery, you took me along on this darkly winding journey and I never wanted it to end, love the music too, stunning.

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10 Years Ago

Thank you! :)

Sue Hart

I don't want to talk about the structural perfection here. Even I a novice can see it. The beauty in the vision. The story of love, joy, and the strength of time. It embraced me as I read like lovers arms. Needless to say, I loved it back.

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10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your kind review! :)

#SecretWriter

I thought this was amazing and for some it would have been imposible to write. The imagery is so well set up and I love the ideas, like the lovers having perfect flaws and I'm not sure if you said the lovers were entwined like the two trees or if I just took that from some random place but that's the analogy I took.

Whether there is some sort of dark ritual or something bad, or dark could mean anything to each individual reader, I think it works and as a whole the piece flows really well.

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10 Years Ago

Thanks so much SW :)

Caradoc

This was amazing.

At once, upon reading it, I knew it was meant to be read aloud, and so I did. This piece flows extremely well and had excellent rhymes. The tale it told captured my imagination and attention, which did not waver once while I read. It's a dark, beautiful tale you've told here. The way it flowed and sounded reminded me of Edgar Allen Poe.

The only thing I would suggest is to break it up into separate stanzas or paragraphs to lend solid stopping points. In spite of the continuous nature of the format, however, I had little trouble reading it.

Your tale told in rhyme was very enjoyable. This is an instant favorite.

-Caradoc

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Posted 11 Years Ago

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Raymond Federle

Cumberland, MD

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I've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. .. more..