Dance with Olivier

I want to dance off a cliff with Olivier

to feel a gossamer breeze through my locks

under a blue orb dabbling among bubble rocks

whirling silk floats around our steps on clouds

take me on an epic journey of old yesteryear

fate brought us together through the darkest lore

days of old when men were men and fate was fate

wrong was right and history longed for itself

the wuthering heights of passion in my dreams

no matter what I say or do this is me

ghosts of past haunt me to torn love mysteries

enraptured by an old fashioned love story

take me back to candlelight and lusty secrets

beckon to me from those old furled pages

misunderstood, tragedy of an old tale

I lost myself in your dusty depths of allure

dance me to the end of madness and time

'No matter what I ever do or say...this is me

now, standing on this hill with you. This is me, forever'

Author's Note

When I was a very young child, I used to read a lot to get lost inside myself, my favorite book was Wuthering Heights and I loved the character of Heathcliff. When I saw the film I fell in love with Laurence Olivier.

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

Has a magical ring to it. And I love Wuthering Heights, too.

[Frieda P]

ha finally! ;-)

[Kristina Moulaison]

So often have I stood upon new shores, lifted to another place by imaginary characters. The power of the story to take us to another place...you have captured it well here. I can see you standing on the cliff's edge, your hair afloat, ready to take on the world with your imagination, the depths you have been required to plumb giving you the strength to withstand any wind. We should all be our own greatest hero!

[Frieda P]

I know, you're right, thanks Misty, seems like forever ago now, still much appreciated

[KeeD]

The way you express your love, the want and need for this character is so brilliantly portrayed. The Imagery is amazing, every moment running through my head right now is like a dream, how you put it, "an epic journey" because you've captivated me the reader and made me imagine your dreams and get lost inside the wonder world with you. I haven't ever read the book, i'm not much of a reader, to be honest the most reading I've done in my life is on this website. But just knowing that the book/movie could have made you create something as beautiful as it, I'd say it must have been a great book/movie. I won't say i'll go read it because I know my limitations, i'm lazy as lazy gets. But yes, your poem was amazing and this was truly a great write, one of my favorites on Writerscafe.

[Frieda P]

How did I miss my fav guy, thanks Kee! :-)

[Renée]

Oh...those books...stood upon the moors many times..thinking I could mend Heathcliff...then I discovered Jane Eyre's Rochester... Your poem took me back great dreamy piece !

[Frieda P]

Ah Renee, I think every woman wanted to think she could put Heathcliff back together again, thanks for the great review.

[Renée]

and then we learn ( ; It was my Pleasure !

[quinfinn]

ah yes, Heathcliff of the moors, Rhett Butler and Scarlet O'Hara, Bogey and Bacall. i, too, love the old classics and you have revisited some of my finest and fondest memories herein. well done!

[Frieda P]

Ahhh, '“I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.”....doesn't get better than that ;)

[quinfinn]

pass the popcorn and cuddle up girl...it's a double feature! favorite romance movie of all time.....Ladyhawke

[Frieda P]

As long as you're putting garlic salt on that popcorn, I'm there! ;)

[quinfinn]

gotta love that garlic salt.....i put it on everything

[Frieda P]

I'm more of a Tabasco and/or hot pepper freak, but I can do both...

[quinfinn]

i have yet to write a poem about tobasco sauce...how about old bay seasoning?

[Frieda P]

haha, now's your chance...old bay of course, love me some 'Nawln''s flavor

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hi Frieda,
This has a lovely etherial feel to it, somewhat whimsical and Bronteish indeed!
Can just imagine you windswept and soaked wet on the moors the grey English landscsape lit up by your cape of colours.

[Frieda P]

Danke, a positive write for me, yes? ;D

[Lily Mae]

This took me back.. I remember dreaming those dreams and wanting so much to feel that passion and love in my life.. but then I got married lmao.. (whoops did I say that out loud) hahahaha.. Thank you for allowing me to step back into those beautiful moments of memory..xo

[Frieda P]

ROFL, love it when that happens. Thanks. ;)

[Lily Mae]

;)

[DrD]

Ah, Laurence would have loved you . . . . if he hadn't been gay.

Apart from that minor detail, there was a whirling whisp of beauty within this that cold not be denied and I enjoyed being there for that moment . . . . even if you weren't dancing with me . . . . even though you prefer gays . . . . but it was a delightful read that I truly enjoyed.

[Frieda P]

Hey, this is my fantasy and he's macho! He carries me yonder as Heathcliff, I've even got b***s in this scenario. Thanks Doc ;)

[DrD]

Fantasy or not, he was still gay. Not that I'm against gays. I was involved in a same sex relationship once. The same sex over and over and over . . . .

[Frieda P]

hahaha, stop it doc, now you're just pulling my leg....

[DrD]

I'll bet you liked Richard Chamberain, too.

[Frieda P]

hahahaha Dr Kildare?? My mother loved him, I like Ben Casey better ;-)

[DrD]

Chamberlain is gay, too. But just think, if all those fundamentalists are right and the gays are going to hell, why would you want to go to heaven? Who'd do your hair?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like this poem, Frieda...despite the fact i couldn't stand Olivier as an actor...but this dance with him? good stuff.
my response if this poem were a movie....the movie was good, i really liked her in it...Olivier? nah, same as always...

but you capture a certain eerie feeling that makes me think of another ghost story from 1944..."the uninvited" with Ray Milland.

[Frieda P]

Did you hear me gasp? It was loud enough....how can you say that about my dreamboat? Thanks jacob, always a pleasure hearing from you...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sorry about that...

jacob