ophelia anchor_baby Ophelia was a bride of God A novice Carmelite In sister cells The cloister bells tolled on her wedding night Ophelia was the rebel girl A blue stocking suffragette Who remedied society between her cigarettes And Ophelia was the sweetheart To a nation overnight Curvaceous thighs Vivacious eyes Love was at first sight Love was at first sight Ophelia was a demigoddess in pre-war Babylon So statuesque a silhouette in black satin evening gowns Ophelia was the mistress To a Vegas gambling man Signora Ophelia Maraschina Mafia courtesan Ophelia was the circus queen The female cannonball Projected through five flaming hoops To wild and shocked applause To wild and shocked applause Ophelia was a tempest cyclone A goddamn hurricane Your common sense, your best defense Lay wasted and in vain For Ophelia'd know your every woe And every pain you'd ever had She'd sympathize and dry your eyes And help you to forget Help you to forget And help you to forget Ophelia's mind went wandering You'd wonder where she'd gone Through secret doors down corridors She wanders them alone All alone 000422 ... MollyGoLightly Poor girl. Can't identify with her too much. Have always been more of a Hamlet, myself...but that's neither here nor there... 000528 ... unhinged i wrote a poem about ophelia in the 12th grade. my teacher thought i was hallucinating when i wrote it because she knew that i had been sick. she teaches it to her classes every year when they read hamlet. 001204 ... unhinged OPHELIA'S INDISCRETION As he enters my room, half-dressed and eager-eyed, (double-standard now discarded with my belt), I revere Father's angry warning: "You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honour." Yes, Father, when blood burns, Men have been known to say anything. Laertes, you warn my perfume will entice "of a minute- no more," You will threaten and thunder great violence --- Men have been known to say anything. But Brother (clueless as your sire), You mistake me. Come hither, my Hamlet, my sweet, sweet prince, Come hither to this night alone. Women have been known to do anything. 1999 010115 ... distorted tendencies Where art thou fair Ophelia? Drown'd in her beautiful sweetness. 010929 ... squint easier to drown, is it? *sigh* no method in HER madness. what a shame, she had such potential. 021016 ... III i 87-88 in thy orisons Be all my sins remembered 021016 ... cresentwhench Ophelia describes me perfekt-ly. 021129 ... Laura how do I make her thoughts into my words? 030220 ... quilltip ophelia and juliet are sisters. ophelia and juliet. ophelia. hamlet didn't know what he was getting into. but then, neither did romeo. 031029 ... sabbie 'pheli has always been one of my favs. she was a water sprite sent to the world to fulfill a specific role, and then she got to go home. 031029 ... erazure we were all drowning 050411 ... emmi ophelia was crazy and beautiful and gave out flowers... today she would be a nut house with no flowers around, chained to her bed and drugged up on antidepressants and tranquilisers etc 060714 ... the ungreat I was Ophelia to your Hamlet. Your betraying mother, Your past too painful. Our brief intense fling left me devastated, And I too only wished to drown. I wanted to lose control, Slip into the lovely water, Tinged pink. It was you I loved, And you realized it all too late. I'm Ophelia personified, No nunnery will have me now. 070807 ... flowerock In a way I'm relieved to live somewhere other than my home_town. I love the desert, I miss the familiarity and the friendly encounters around every corner simply because "hey_I_know_you"... but it was beginning to spiral back on itself... social circles and connections were colliding and piling up and try as we may to be good humans and play nice, it was difficult and awkward at times to try to climb crumbling hills of sand hand in hand as sisters and brothers when there were so many crossed layers of years of love, loss, and used_to_be's... But when I needed a positive female friend to hold my hand through a rough time, she was there, my_ophelia in the desert, floating down a river of sand and cactus blooms, she took my hands in hers so gently and sweetly, she focused on me and sent healing through her cool light touch. She reminded me that women should help and heal one another, and I really needed that reminder because I was sucks into a state of distrust ing and disliking women just for being women... but I am a woman too... I also hated myself and needed to relearn how to love myself, too. Bumble_flower 151204 what's it to you? who go blather from