Tag: fantasy poetry

Water Wheels

Did you see the old gypsy woman?  Did you hear her kindly greeting? She spoke in hushed tones of a winding path, and she winked at your bones by the village bath where our skins grow dark beneath my Lord, the Sun – where…

Merlyn

I had fun writing this.  I kept imagining Merlyn’s sense of himself as an ordinary failure, as a powerful being who is nevertheless human.  I really wanted to try and capture the notion that he knows all this information about himself that we’re not…

Away To Callaloo

Away we went to Callaloo, where the sea is a glittering diamond that never goes to sleep, and the rising sun brings promises no one could ever keep. With empty pockets, me and you, away we went to Callaloo.   Away we went with…

The Girl With Many Secrets

  Weaponless, her face hidden beneath paint, a rucksack slung across her glistening back, she sets out alone again, through the twilight of morning. Two tired jewels, she and the sickle moon both fade into the horizon, noiseless phantoms.  All day she presses through…

Wedding Song of the Faeries

My heart shines from its place in my breast, a candle in a mist-bound wood, to know you’re not like all the rest, to sing your name soft as I could. To sing of sage and stout tealeaves while we roll among the heather,…

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