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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Seven: Chronicle #2

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Seven: Chronicle #2

Oh, Muriel

Be my song once more!

From the marrow of my bones

I long for your response

Will I be received?

Or will you reckon my love grotesque?

I can not much longer bear

But to know love’s fate

 

My most pure dove

Desire of a heart not defiled

Do you believe my motives are true?

My thoughts toward you are holy

 

From antiquity to this present age

None as you was ever found

Your smile is as

The birth of dawn

From the eastward horizon

To have but the hope of you

Is better than Solomon’s riches

Yet my soul desires more than hope

 

Muriel

Will your heart find place for my love?

 

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-Copyright 2005 By: Luke Austin Daugherty -This work may not be reproduced in any form, digital, audio, or print, in part or in whole without the express, written consent of the author. It was originally published in a collection of original poetry called, “Love with Vengeance.”

The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Six: Curiosity

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Six: Curiosity

 

All wondered amongst themselves

Who was the author of this outpouring?

These were not the words of a simple man

Or of a plain, small town fellow they said

The author of this poem was surely

One to be esteemed for his love and words

 

What of Muriel?

Let’s just say her smile was a bit

Wider than usual that day

As her heart beat harder

Than it ever had

Energized by such curiosity alive within her

 

And Simon?

He saw her smiling

And it was the best day of his life

Though many men have provoked

One thousand smiles from the one they love

For Simon

This was the first

 

Once again they had lunch together

From across the room

Muriel smiling and chatting

With her girlfriends from the bank

And Simon spoke silently with his pen

But with a greater sense of

Freedom than before

 

Off went another letter

To the Town Chronicle

This time it was in the next day’s paper

And the expectation of the town

(And of Muriel)

Was not disappointed

 

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Five: Chronicle #1

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Five: Chronicle #1

 

Muriel

You are the sweetest fragrance

Of the fairest May flower

 

My heart is stricken

In every moment

Of your absence

 

Your beauty draws my soul

In the night watches

As the moon’s gravity

Upon the ocean tide

 

If I believed but for a moment

That there was not a place

For our love

I would beg not to love you

 

Will my confession

Find a kind answer?

Will you forgive my secrets?

Will your sacrifice

Be my love’s salvation?

Does your heart hear

My whispered prayer?

 

Oh Muriel

Suffer love’s fool to speak!

 

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover-Chapter Four: A Poet’s Encounter

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover

Chapter Four: A Poet’s Encounter

 

The next day

Simon sat in his usual

Back-corner booth at the diner

Feeling isolated and safe

From the judgment of the normal townsfolk

Hoping Muriel

Who worked as a teller at the bank across the street 

Would follow her usual routine

And come to the diner for lunch

 

A few minutes later

When Muriel walked in

It was to Simon

As the gates of Heaven opening

With celestial light shining upon her face

And her dark brown hair

 

Simon’s ballpoint pen felt like the ready, ink-dipped quill of a prophet

While the words flowed freely onto

His new dime store notebook

As did those on Solomon’s scroll

When he wrote his sacred song

 

Simon penned the words purposefully 

And with great thought and reflection

As though he was whispering the sonnet

In Muriel’s ear

His head just over her cashmere covered shoulder

 

When Simon’s confession was finished

He carefully tore out the page

Folding it twice, keeping the creases even

Until it was one third its original size

Just the perfect fit for a fresh, white envelope

 

Once the envelope was licked, sealed, and stamped

Simon wrote the “To” address on the front

But added no “From”

Then mailed it to the Town Chronicle

 

Though the newspaper’s office was only two blocks away

Simon wished for the time being

To remain anonymous

And could not risk being noticed

Dropping the letter off

For he was the town’s peculiar one

 

Simon chose rather

To drop it into the large, metal mailbox on the corner of the sidewalk

Feeling gravity pull it out of his fingers

Before he allowed the heavy, tilt-out mail slot door

To swing back into place

 

Simon

Knowing what was now done

Could not be undone

He whispered to himself

“It is finished”

 

Upon the poem’s publishing in “The Town Chronicle”

Several days later

It could be said that there was no small stir

Among the populace of the small town

For Simon was plain

With the notions of his heart

 

His anonymous, yet public confession

Read in this fashion…

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter One: A Man Peculiar

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter One: A Man Peculiar

Every small town has a man who is shunned

A man who is peculiar in one way or another

Usually seen walking here or there

Sometimes stopping at the cafe for coffee

Sitting in the safety of the back corner booth

Always alone

A man who is never afforded

The congenial small talk

And courteous nods

Offered to one another

By the regular citizens

 

Simon was such a man

 

He had suffered a bout of polio as a child

Scarcely surviving the episode

Being left a bit hunched over

With his spine and one leg permanently crooked

 

In nineteen fifty-six

Simon was a man in his late twenties

He was always disheveled in appearance

Often seen shuffling down the sidewalk

While catching the disapproving glances

Of the regular townsfolk

Like an unwelcome leper with

Worn clothes

Unkempt hair

And a lonely soul

 

His parents having both passed on

He lived with an aunt on his father’s side

Who was kind enough to give him room and board

Though he could pay no regular rent

As he was only able to find odd and infrequent jobs

Because who wants a cripple for their hired man

 (Strange how a town with so many churches

   can be so wanting in the area of practical

    Christianity)

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The Whisper

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Humanity is as the surface of a vast pond

Being visibly stirred and moved by the actions of individuals

As one passerby casually tossed a stone in, then walked away

I saw that the ripples continued long after he was there to behold them

Going this way and that

Expanding in influence from the place where they began

 

So my friend

Find the largest and best stone you can

And cast it purposefully into the pond

Let its ripples roll to affect

And to be affected by those of others

Throw it high, throw it hard

So that even after your tenure at the pond is over

Still its ripples will roll

And even in death

Your life will whisper

What you yelled

While your lungs still owned breath

 

Remind yourself today

That this will not be forever

Your transient and brief pilgrimage on the lively side of earth’s soil is short

And the length of its precarious song, uncertain

Yet, while you live, make yourself at home

Do your worst to do your best

 

In the eons that came before you

Nothing of you was known

But for now, you are

And when it comes that you are not

Let not the latter condition of things

Be as the state of the former

When nothing of you had ever been whispered

Leave not this world in an underwhelmed state

Or indifferent and unmoved at your remembrance

 

As surely as you are here now

You will not be in one hundred years

Do not hide your face from that fact

Or be afraid to face it

This is the common story of billions who have passed

It will be for the billions who live now

And for billions more who will be born

 

Every one of us is not but the whisper of the century to come

Let us treat the world kindly while we live

So it will whisper kindly of us

When we have turned to dust

 

Copyright 2013-Luke Austin Daugherty