~ The Man of Gold

~ The Man of Gold E.L. Elisa Laura, Fictive Love, My Second World, Fantasy

~ The Man of Gold

 

When dark nights fell, and the sun was under,

          His bones started to petrify,

His body became bigger, his eyes opened wide;

          His lungs breathed the nighttime sky

 

He was made of bullion, inside his heart,

          His love was gilded like a real ray of gold

Human at day, a god at night, he seemed,

          He lived precious into his parallel world

 

His other half was far away,

          She was made of Silver with Ruby stones;

He always dreamed of her, when he felt alone,

          And embraced her with all his platonic bones

 

Their whispers crossed the universe,

          For they were made to merge like precious white gold

Now he had to turn human for the sun came up,

          So she could dream, of his voice, like a lullaby told

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Fantasy nights....
Feel free
Enjoy ! xx

Reviews

[Dean Kuch®]

When dark nights fell, and the sun was under,
His bones started to petrify,
His body became bigger, his eyes opened wide;
His lungs breathed the nighttime sky===================>My favorite stanza, hooked me from the get-go!

This entire piece, Elisa, was an epic story, at least part of one, if an elegant, poetic prose. That thumping, battle score was an excellent accompaniment to an all ready outstanding presentation...

Magnificent!

DEAAAAAAAAN buddy good to see you back again, I don't believe my eyes LOL is it really YOU???
*smiles* Thank you so much for being here, and give a glimpse of your own brilliant mind.

For I never forget any piece you wrote in history....
Thank you, more asked to continue, now I seriously have to think about that hehe... ;-)
:)

[Dean Kuch®]

Heh, you are welcome my friend. I think we both took a rather extended hiatus, no?

Hehe.... Yes we did.... thats so good once in a while... ;)

[Ruth]

I am always so pleased to pop by your work love ~ this is so intense, I can feel the energy ♥

Poppy my darling, thank you so much for being here, and your beautiful words, can't wait to read your artworks again :) ♥

[Ruth]

Always welcome hon ♥

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Love this fantasy world of you! the man of Gold is like soldier of light..I feel he has connection with the Sun and he is a fighter, even in love. Fantastic night God! my favorite verses:
His other half was far away,
She was made of Silver with Ruby stones;
He always dreamed of her, when he felt alone,
And embraced her with all his platonic bones

{nour}
24.06.013

Lovely you combine the gold with the sun my dear, for I knew you would! :)Thank you so much sweety for this nice review xxx

[Clockwork]

This does have a distinctively mythical quality to it, its very real though. Think Native America creation story sort of mould. It explains the inner-workings of things, you know, get to the heart of why things work the way they do. Sort of like what happens in that other world effects this one.

I really am fond of the way you described the Man of Gold. He sounds quite magnificent and heroic.

Love, that certainly is worth fighting for.

-C

Dear C. I feel so honored with your words. I like the way you speak, for finding it real through my mythical heart. For I think a few can understand. Interesting the word "mold" for I as a Dutch maybe interpret it litterally as mold, for while it's meant probably for a casus of history ;)
I so love the points of view, you got from out of my few little words, for I thank you humbly! I think you're right, about him being heroic. It's a man I can fell for in my fiction. :D yes, to fight for a love is to love and worth the fight. Thank you dearly C. my precious friend.

[Clockwork]

You're welcome :-)

[Phill Oz O'fee]

According to Christopher Columbus, Those who had something of gold, were in possession of something of great value on Earth and a substance to even help souls to paradise. On the other hand; the Trojan War may indirectly have been caused by a golden apple given by Paris, Prince of Troy, to Aphrodite, daughter of Zeus and goddess of love and beauty, who in turn permitted Paris to kidnap Helen, the wife of the Greek hero Menelaus, thereby causing the war. Your Golden hero’s bitter sweet reflections, exquisitely expressed in verse, create mystical and haunting contemplations in the readers mind. The music chosen also softly compliments the piece – excellent!

Aaaaaaah you have also a Weak for the Greek :D you make me smile Phill for this is a outstanding review, thank you dearly! for the knowledge, love, and profoundness! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

like we are composed of minerals...made up of the stuff of nature...but our nature is to love and to fight...i wish we did more of the latter.

creative write here.love certainly can cross a universe can't it?

and can conquer generations, span the years...

quite nicely done.

jacob

Inside we are all freedom fighters, my dear friend, as also we excist all out of little particles of transient dust. It's a fact. :) I think it can... as I think you think it can too :) for love is universal. Thank you so much for this review my friend, and delving into my fantasy world... you are always welcome here.

* Oops exist....

[Renée]

oh I do love this E !!!! their descriptions and their love... her silver with rubies ! Great work !!! and what a beginning for an Epic !

Luv thank you so much! :) welcome to my new fantasy world.... (((HUGS)))

[Renée]

I look forward to more of it !! (( hugs)) !

Aw that's so sweet of you.... it was just one piece, but you all want me to write books :D also Robbie today on a previous write. So great, I will think about it, to continue, for it maybe is possible :D

[Renée]

always possible.. (( :

Never say never ..... ;D

[Renée]

exactly !
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Thanks for the support luv, I keep it in mind *smiling*