Melpomene's Tears

Canterville - Poem by Melpomene's Tears

The foreboding dark gloomy grandfather clock
stands in silence,
the steady tick-tock of the pendulum
long gone
the ancient library flooded in silence,
unbroken for many moonless nights
but when the world outside strikes the time of midnight,
he walks.
His chains rusty from sins and tears,
the ghost rises up at the hour
to walk his way thru
the Castle of Canterville.

He crawls to the spot
where his love breathed her last,
and weeps for the folly he made
For his shattered heart screams and dies one more time
as he hears the gasp of her last breath
when she took their life away.

For till the almond tree yields
till then only shall the pitiful, broken ghost
be laid to rest in
the cold, silent ground,
and only then
shall she be returned to his tired and sorry arms
and peace shall softly return
to Canterville

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Please refer to the story by Oscar Wilde. The poem does not do the story justice, but I would like to hear what you think.

Comments about Canterville by Melpomene's Tears

  • Ruth Fumble (12/4/2012 9:38:00 AM)

    its very......what do you say? ? ? ? ? accurate to the story......very emotion told in the story is expressed in the form of poetry.well done (Report) Reply

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  • Sharon Vincent (9/27/2012 6:11:00 AM)

    Really good! ! ! The whole story in poetry! ! ! Es Grande! ! : D (Report) Reply

  • Kelvin Owusu (9/27/2012 4:05:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful piece, excellently written (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 27, 2012

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