A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

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I once told a friend that if I ever saw the Devil I would fall dead instantly from fear. She told me  that the Devil was a liar and would be the most beautiful thing I would ever see with every attribute I wanted and would provide them until he had me in his clutches. This poem is about a woman who is beguiled by the thought of a lover who is gorgeous, mysterious, powerful and seems a tiny bit dangerous as he comes to fufill her fantasy and  make her his princess, but you know that old cliche, "be careful what you wish for".

A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

I thought my invocation went unheard
A careless thought,  formed for my mind alone
I uttered not a solitary word,
Yet suffered the invasion of my home

He breached my room but did not come in haste
His steps were silent  on the oaken floor
He triumphed in the fact that I was chaste
Beguiled, I knew this soon would be no more

I begged and pleaded my poor case to him
Such tearful pleas fell on his deafened ears
Mesmerized by his charms I soon gave in
He said, "After all you invited me my dear".

He wrapped me in the robes that marked his rank
That bore the stench of centuries of shame
We descended into caverns dark and dank
Where legions of his minions hailed his name.

I now sit beside the once great "Morning Star"
Whose desolation sears my very soul
From his side I cannot travel  far
The bride of this prince pays a heavy toll

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Artie commented on A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

11-17-2009

I absolutely love this piece!! The intro alone is full of such insight, and the piece that follows, shows so well how one's quest for perfection, can lead to places never expected. 10 from me

cmlestrade

11/18/2009

Thank you so much for that nice comment.

Rhymer commented on A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

11-17-2009

I enjoyed this poem, the morning star as he was known when an angel was the most beautiful angel god had created. Easier to deceive when you are beautiful. Excellent write.

cmlestrade

11/18/2009

Thank you so much for the very nice comments.

StandingBear commented on A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

10-17-2009

Ahh, a perfect match for the she devil in a blue dress though i'm sure the woman you comment of is not a she devil.

cmlestrade

10/19/2009

but who could resist suc a handsome Devil.

Stryx commented on A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

09-30-2009

Well, this one was very good. Lucifer was his name. I some how feel, however there is more here to tell. It could be expanded (?)

cmlestrade

10/01/2009

Maybe ,though I never thought of expanding this. I suppose it could turn into quite the epic poem then you'd have to explain why ol Lucy wanted a mortal woman, why he was invading peoples bedrooms, why his minions accepted her. I guess actually it could go on and on. There are so many possibilities. I once asked a group of female writers if they came home to their highrise apartment with a date and he slipped off his shoes and they were cloven hooves would they scream and run for the elevator or try to be really cool. I would try to be cool, find a way to get out of the apartment and run faster than the speed of light. Then asked if I would wait for the elevator or take the stairs. It just went on and on and our answers like the human mind are endless. I thank you because you have made me start thinking of ways to expand it. Thank you for your nice comment. Oh, by the way the answer to the apartment dilema, per the majority is never invite anybody up you haven't known for at least 10 years.

Lolee commented on A MEETING WITH THE PRINCE

09-30-2009

Well...first of all that's one good looking devil! You put this poem together in a way that young women still full of vim-and-vigor might be able to relate to it. Wonderful work!

cmlestrade

09/30/2009

yeah I wouldn't mind meeting him myself but he's an image. Imagine what could happen if you headed off with the real deal?

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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