Anne Shirley to Gilbert Blythe
There are no glistening mermaids in your seas,
no sneering sirens to tempt you from me,
no soothsayers to warn you of a fated fall,
only Cupid's arrows to focus on what you saw.
There is no Guinevere in your Camelot,
just Anne with an 'e', not Lady of Shalott.
You told Josie smarts are better than looks,
but I'm not dazzlingly clever despite reading books;
for I still long for Wordsworth's old world,
for Proteus rising in waves unfurled
or Apollo's chariot fluttering with day
and Nox's dark wheels to take it away.
I long for Peter Pan to chase off Time
but in the distance Donne's foreboding bells chime
where the Captain's hook glances the bronze
and reason rings with idealism's cons.
So leave me in my dream world, Gil,
where fantasies spring from the ink of my quill.
lovely poem!!!!!!!! I want to read it several times!
haha I love it because in this scene, she actually didn't get mad the second time he called her carrots lol So romantic in the most wonderful ways.
Thank you for the comment! Yeah, I wanted her to appear more serious in her response...and rather indecisive about growing up without coming out and saying it.
Awe! I love this!! So sweet! Great job
Brilliantly written! Such a lively style and beautifully strung together. Wonderful!
What an awesome comment! Thank you very much for taking the time to say that. I'm glad you like it.
did you make this up, or was it in the book, cause i dont remember that
This is a poem I wrote. The style is called a dramatic monologue. Here you can see Anne is talking.
Thank you so very much for sharing, I adore this great novel and couple