Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day

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A poem inspired by the demise of playwright Christopher Marlowe and the many plays that never were.

Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day

Ardent and true,
A knife gliding through
Straight to the heart,
Causing a start.
A shocked pale face,
Framed with yellowing lace,
Gazing blindy
At the man smiling kindly
Holding him up.

It was his sorry luck,
Ol' Chris' lot
That the very same day,
He'd a masterpiece begot!
Ne'er to shine but to grey,
Beside him in death,
Beytrayal, foul play.

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ginga commented on Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day

12-31-2010

narrator, A dedication to a deserved playwright written in your signature style with finesse. ginga

Narrator

01/01/2011

Thank you so much for reading and commenting ginga! Alas, what the world lost with a life cut so short. Thank you! I was a little uncertain about trying rhyming formats I confess. Hope this new year is even better than the last! Narrator.

kdarcy commented on Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day

12-25-2010

There really was a Christopher Marlowe? I enjoyed the write, well done, be well and enjoy your holidays, stop by and read me if you find a moment, thanks k

Narrator

12/28/2010

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment! Oh yes he is a famed playwright, Edward II? He was highly unorthodox for his time and really a bit of an inspiration. http://www.luminarium.org/renlit/marlowe.htm in case you were interested. Hope you had a good christmas :) I will deffinitely have a look. Narrator

HIP13044b commented on Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day

12-24-2010

Very good!!! This flows very well, and the rhymes fit so well they are hardly noticed. Nicely done

Narrator

12/24/2010

Thank you so very much for taking the time to read and comment! This was a fun one to write, just struck by the tragedy that was his death, what that man might have been given the chance nobody can say. Thank you once again and a very Merry Christmas! Narrator.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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