My name is David Holroyd, aka David Capello featured in The Perfect Pair Dolphin Trilogy. On the 19th March 2023, I celebrated my 70th birthday, and on the 20th March 2023, I received a most beautiful poem through the post. I have no clues as to who could have penned such a moving piece of work, but it is painfully clear that they wish to remain anonymous. All I can say is this is a gift of words that I will treasure all my days. A priceless time machine that pierced my heart and swam me back to the days of my youth, once more depositing me in a place where I experienced my first and greatest love – Duchess, an Atlantean princess from another world. They say that big boys don’t cry, especially about the girls they left behind. So, like many men, I will bite my lip and suppress the memory of how I left her trapped inside my Enchanted Mirror. Now, I let my mum and sister cry for me. I urge everyone who truly cares to experience the magic of this mystery wordsmith. THE DUCHESS
Eyes black as night, like a siren draws you in. Body sleek and strong. Complete with dorsal fin. A creature bold and regal holds her head up high. Yet tortured is this soul, who dreams of sea and sky. Taken from the blue. The place where she calls home. Now to spend her days, broken, torn, alone .. Bought and sold like a piece of meat. There’s no surrender, no retreat .. Yet, a light within this darkness, a glint from a friend. A reminder. That even in this place, there’s life, not just end .. A reason to go on each day. A helpful hand who shows the way. A gentle touch, from an open mind. A benevolent spirit so hard to find. Two souls, who never should have met. Within this union, no regret .. One man and his dolphin .. The Perfect Pair. A bonding of spirits incredibly rare. One by one, a new found Pod. A fellowship, one mind, not bound by blood. Hard work did follow, decisions made. The men in suits all get paid. There’s no going back to that sea and sky. A life that’s now, just one big lie .. The jailer’s close at hand. Dollars are his whip. Hand shakes with golden gloves, and lies upon his lips. A pool for a prison, a perilous plight. Darkness and shadows that hide in the light. An endless cycle of crowds and cheers. Yet, a soul she found to share her fears. An end of days, that made us smile. You took my pain, just for a while. One final gift. From a dolphin to he. Who works so hard to set us free. You weren’t my first friend .. Nor from my past. Much more important!! You were my last … Happy 70th Birthday.
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Shelley Guinn
21/3/2023 12:44:36
This indeed is so beautiful. I can actually feel the heartbreak throughout this whole poem. Knowing the story of you and Duchess, I say this person captured the story and emotion very well. And yes…I admit..tears.
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22/3/2023 14:35:47
What was clear, Shelley, was how much this poet understood the underlying message of my story. Their writing captured the heartache I felt at that terrible time - and still do. This is the reason why I want everyone to read my story.
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22/3/2023 14:17:58
What more can I say about this moving gift of words, that I didn't say on the foreword to this blog?
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