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Persuasion
 


Poetry of love's about persuasion;
Hidden persuasion, for no one admits
Readily to think others' thoughts are best.
The Poet's very foolish telling you this
For technique hints at contriving - faking?
But he knows The Golden Goddess believes.
When the persuader shows weakness, it's then
His or her message becomes most powerful -
Hence death can elevate like nothing else.
Lesser weakness works less yet mocking it
Elevates it unbelievably - but why
Is the Poet so foolish to tell you this?
Persuasion riddles our lives and spreading
This truth arms us against false persuaders.

Is 'Two Hearts Two Cities' the greatest failure of love poetry in English Literature because the two hearts are not together after nearly a decade of writing? No! - in spirit two hearts have never been more cemented together. Order through Zora Knight the illustrator who brilliantly shows the flesh of the spirit. knightly100@hotmail.com



The Golden Goddess has had many suitors and the Poet in order to win her heart, her everything has found that Frankincense could give him the edge, the ace of hearts so to speak.

1.

Dear Frankincense, dear Frankincense, gifts send
Of wealth, wisdom, love - love the chief of these -
The wise, the wealthy, lovers, you commend!
Have inhaled you, hailed you for centuries.
Dear Frankincense, dear Frankincense, gifts give
The Princess that she might pursue pleasure
Deeply in love, free of deep debt, and with
Wisdom of all the wise who've found treasure
In sweet Frankincense love, wealth and wisdom -
Love that's heart hailed, wealth that's wisely handled,
Wisdom to be foolish, of riches loathsome,
Even, but never to choose no love - no bed.
Dear Frankincense, her choice of me is free -
Though with covering clothes while undressed - I agree!

The Poet through Frankincense gives his love three things - love, wealth and wisdom yet he wishes her to have free choice.
Though if and when the Poet visits her again he is not opposed to tipping some Frankincense on her clothes in the bedroom at night even if it takes her will away.

2.

Once eyes saw despite darkness filling her bower
The Wizard saw through her dark clothing's guise
And whispered his warmest deepest that hour
For dream flesh was not shaded from his eyes
And her eyes, her heart, hid not her bright light.
There was a midnight charm never to melt
Though her flame would the Wizard feel all night -
Darkness was disspelled, her clothing soft felt
And shone with the Wizard's touch and dissolved
Yet the steadfast spell of his lady's eyes
Held his eyes from her moonlight glow evolved
From her nakedness that danced wanting sighs.
Oh she drew him into her darkest light
And the Wizard gave in without a fight.

Here the Poet becomes the Wizard which is yet another method used against seemingly overwhelming odds. There are very few sonnets of over a thousand for his Lady that claim that positive things about her are his doing - but this is one.
Even so her own power over the Wizard is complete.

3.

My Heart's mistress might well mainly mind dwell
Where smiles, sweet words and loved womanly show
Mean friendship rather than things hearts wish tell
Yet if fooled then foolishness grow and grow! -
Fool's gold I claim far out weighs gold's gleaming -
Never has such gold been so sought after
And to be the one her value counting
I show my foolishness quells poets' laughter
For my wise words borrow from her beauty
And smiles, sweet words and loved womanly show
Given with love make the poet masterly -
No other lady could make words gleam so.
Heart's mistress certainly in the mind dwells
But body becomes poetry nothing quells!

The Poet loves the Golden Goddess and she loves him. Oh the poor Kings and knights and poets - perhaps they save embarrassment by saying it is in the Poet's mind? The Poet feels secure. He mocks them but he is not an unkind man and awards his successes in poetry to his Lady (would they? - the Poet thinks not.)
Finally he hints that his exploits in the bedroom might match his passion with words - (hope not for his Lady's sake!).

4.

A wanderer was I till love sweets waved;
Aimless no more, more life's fare was wanted -
No shooting star whose wings of light had caved
And darkness swallowed just one show of head.
The moon was I, bright but wand'ring homeless
Seeking something, goodness knows what grandeur
Other than being there, sometimes shineless.
At times the weary wind with path unsure
I would be; for my carelessness disliked;
Wanted for brief spells but rejected guest.
Now burning bright till my love has gasped,
Puffing poetry's chest, shining words their best
And blowing them her way is my mission.
Ambition brags I'll fail not love's commission.

The Poet has come a long way under the influence of the Golden Goddess and in her love.
Here he brags that his success is due to him - well only because he fell in love with her and she encouraged him daily and he listened to her every word. And in love with him the Goddess told him secrets of the Universe.

5.

The Wizard looked upon the world and spoke
'I've seen those without famed flesh-love mighty,
Seen men lust fulfilled, weak and on sadness choke
Therefore those reaching out for love's beauty
Though their might might be mightier arms braced
They have gifts to give, they've poetry's perfume.'
The Wizard considered his words well based
And made poetry spells from his empty room.
'Oh power of poetry I call upon you,
Only let me bed my loved one if she
Makes me mightier than now - she is too.
If black cats are black, my words, spells will be.'
The Wizard looked upon the world and claimed
'No mightier man lives when such love's gained.'

When a wizard makes spells he must be careful not to go against anyone's will - so no names are mentioned and no date is set. If the Wizard becomes mightier than he is now, he will be mighty indeed. No harm if his Lady in his bed becomes mightier too for surely the Lady would not choose to be less so. But the Wizard is not aware of the problems involved in being the mightiest man alive.

6.

This spirit would not love hiding but would
In close secrecy locked in your chamber
With the where with all, so easily I could
Have privacy to your beauty's sculpture
And win that same night when the time was right
Your favour, your delight, your heart as mine
While spirits of a thousand men take flight
Seeing your sleepy-eyed smile quite divine
For never on such nights will love more bloom;
Men of skilled lust, shallow men god-like - all
Will learn love's the victor, whistling heart's tune -
Love - centre of the universe's soul.
This spirit's body hopes for spirit's love
But wants flesh union for spirit lacks shove.

It is love that has won the day.
What is it that the Golden Goddess loves that she takes the Poet into her heart? The Poet likes to think that the Goddess warmed to his niceness, his good qualities that seemed to fail in this world - things that shouldn't fail - we must not let fail and her love polished those things that should gleam, even in darkness.

7.

These main aims, where I've failed, will impress now
Gaining their merit from long lost old scrolls
Using two letters from your name, somehow,
Two not in mine, secretly calling souls,
Yours and mine, where your strengths, my weaknesses
Beginning with the letters - joined, form bonds.
Expect more power in poetry, more kisses
And the long lost scrolls take only seconds
To help the poet gain total love and lust.
But double's the power, love and lust's doubled
If YOU choose, say ancient scrolls thick with dust;
Risking double or nothing I'm troubled! -
Though main aims, where I've failed, will impress now;
My poetry grows impressive by the hour.

How could Poet lose in love where he was prepared to search ancient scrolls, use magic, take risks, improve his plea in poetry, use proved ways of winning a Lady evidenced in the poetry of the greatest Poets of this planet that ever lived? Easily! If the Golden Goddess was not impressed.

8.

Says Thought 'Body did you detect that touch
As the Goddess walked by, her garments grazed?'
'A touch is just a touch until it's such
You Thought tell otherwise how you're amazed.'
'It's very sensuous, yet Body wait,
Savour it, dwell on it, be sleepless e'en.
Wait, wait this is a delightful stage, wait.
It's for thought, it's for poetry, it seems mean
To you Body but its beauty brings birth
Of a love child, a lovely stage, so wait.'
'Thought you are having all the fun on earth
Yet your poetry would be up-sized, full plate
If body, if manhood, if passion of flesh
Could lift the dress, if body could undress!'

9.

And now door unlocked the red shrine stands loved
Where lead crystal bowl floats twelve small candles.
First, the Goddess, white robed was strangely moved -
Her flowing hair, beauty's form, mystic calls.
Then fire in the crystal appears, pulsing
Like the beating heart in my breast for her.
Trembling begins and signs of love dancing,
Strangely drawing the Goddess to infer
Her watcher was the off'ring Love wanted.
The Goddess now with glitt'ring robes beckoned
And with awful beauty embraced and kissed.
Oh Love was pleased with the Poet's new penned bond.
And the door now locked the red shrine loved stands
Having fulfilled the Poet's love need's commands.

10.

Have I not passed you on the park's night path
Darkly dressed and walking swiftly with grief,
Facing the city's red dusk the trees bath?
Let me show you the owl these parts who briefs
With wisdom all needing love's wished for flame
For those in love lose fear of fear that harms.
The owl says his love of night takes the blame
For his fearlessness where others have qualms
And with the wisdom of the owl I've heard
My poetry's full of praise of love for peace
Of mind, of soul, so body's freed by word
To solve, to act, to enjoy love's great feast.
Dear lady are you not my love's spirit?
Let's embrace, then show her love's true merit.

11.

What's in aloneness that can lift one's soul
Which the heart- lonely miss looking within?
What cheers, what brings song home here, home no call?
Nothing my love, nothing of flesh, nothing
But spirit night in, night out sitting here
Bright eyes looking, sweet lips smiling - company,
Sharing the night, man and woman - we dare;
Even as first I fell for your beauty.
What's in this aloneness that one's soul lifts
Which night in, night out seems to others sad?
There's forever comfort - in love one drifts -
Never felt before, makes our spirits glad.
We're alone at night with never a moan
But pitied's the person really alone.

12.

No Goddess beautiful her bearing has,
No Goddess caring dares be so earthly
Or knowing more than men around her as
A Goddess is she, yet mildness we see.
Nor puts down men proud of their wit that's slow
Because she is Love, not weak with kindness -
And foolish the man who feels it's not so.
Crush not earth's diamonds and their stars admire,
Waste not pure water, drink your fill, lick lips.
This Goddess out shines diamonds with her fire -
Creates male need that out does long gone ships.
Foolish men wish to make the Goddess yield -
This Poet's not foolish though to more reveal.


Poetry of love's about persuasion;
Hidden persuasion, for no one admits
Readily to think others' thoughts are best.
The Poet's very foolish telling you this
For technique hints at contriving - faking?
But he knows The Golden Goddess believes.
When the persuader shows weakness, it's then
His or her message becomes most powerful -
Hence death can elevate like nothing else.
Lesser weakness works less yet mocking it
Elevates it unbelievably - but why
Is the Poet so foolish to tell you this?
Persuasion riddles our lives and spreading
This truth arms us against false persuaders.

Is 'Two Hearts Two Cities' the greatest failure of love poetry in English Literature because the two hearts are not together after nearly a decade of writing? No! - in spirit two hearts have never been more cemented together. Order through Zora Knight the illustrator who brilliantly shows the flesh of the spirit. knightly100@hotmail.com


By David A. Doolan

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