A component of my final project for my class,Lyrics and Poetry of Medieval Literature, was to write an imitation of one of the poems we'd read over the course of the semester. I was pushing my time limit a little as there was also a giant paper attached, so I had to write the poem fast. I didn't want to go into anything private about my life and I needed a topic/plot fast, so I ended up doing a middle-English ballad about the Doctor and Rose's romance.
I thought it might be fun to post, just for the heck of it.
The Doctor Who Lost his Rose
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The Doctor had a Rose; a girl
companion from our world,
who left behind her world to go;
see stars; new lands unfurled.
The Doctor had no home, he said;
“‘Twas lost to war; ‘tis gone”;
And so he ran across his’try,
to where his mind is drawn.
The Doctor had a box most blue
that swam through time with ease,
he showed his lil’ Rose the past,
but that was just a tease
Before he took her forward to
a land she could nev’r dream;
with men of metal and creatures
so foul even men might scream.
She had been just a simple girl
before she took this trip;
Her mind expanded and she grew;
New truths were hers to grip.
She saw The Doctor with new eyes
and saw him with new light;
the doctor’s journey was a lost
and lonely troubled plight.
This did not make her want to leave
Him or return back home;
This made her loyalty much stronger;
She found she could not roam.
Perhaps she should have left right then,
for the fates did conspire;
To steal the Doctor’s Rose was their
dark will; their evil desire.
The two lovers were caught between
Two vengeful, mighty foes;
The space between two world was torn;
A hole they had to close.
And so the Doctor mended the
tear but oh, what it cost!
For Rose was swept in to the void;
Now for ever she is lost.
Once more the Doctor stands alone;
his face, his sorrow shows,
For deep within his heart he still
pines for his treasured Rose.
I thought it might be fun to post, just for the heck of it.
The Doctor Who Lost his Rose
by (NewspaperTaxi)
The Doctor had a Rose; a girl
companion from our world,
who left behind her world to go;
see stars; new lands unfurled.
The Doctor had no home, he said;
“‘Twas lost to war; ‘tis gone”;
And so he ran across his’try,
to where his mind is drawn.
The Doctor had a box most blue
that swam through time with ease,
he showed his lil’ Rose the past,
but that was just a tease
Before he took her forward to
a land she could nev’r dream;
with men of metal and creatures
so foul even men might scream.
She had been just a simple girl
before she took this trip;
Her mind expanded and she grew;
New truths were hers to grip.
She saw The Doctor with new eyes
and saw him with new light;
the doctor’s journey was a lost
and lonely troubled plight.
This did not make her want to leave
Him or return back home;
This made her loyalty much stronger;
She found she could not roam.
Perhaps she should have left right then,
for the fates did conspire;
To steal the Doctor’s Rose was their
dark will; their evil desire.
The two lovers were caught between
Two vengeful, mighty foes;
The space between two world was torn;
A hole they had to close.
And so the Doctor mended the
tear but oh, what it cost!
For Rose was swept in to the void;
Now for ever she is lost.
Once more the Doctor stands alone;
his face, his sorrow shows,
For deep within his heart he still
pines for his treasured Rose.
