The Boundary of Tir Na Nog

When the air warms under silver suns, And the ancient lakes births misty ghosts, Dancing faerie lights in wooded runs, Tease the memories of spring-time hosts, Crowned in past glories of battles won, Feted beyond ephemerals coasts, 'til ragged time makes all things undone, And legends fade to whispers at most, Heard now only upon … Continue reading The Boundary of Tir Na Nog

Fairy Queen neath Amethyst Skies

Neath amethyst skies,Fairy circles’ flowers bloom,and await her arrival: Twilight-tinged Tulips,and Azure Azaleas, Peek shyly open petals.While Forget-Me-Nots,Rising ‘neath purple clovers,Murmur their dreamy hullos.Only the roses,Dream their purple fantasies,She loves them better that way. Caressing each friend,The Fairy Queen settles in,Neither song nor spell tonight,Just a cup of tea,And the easy grace of friends,For this, the … Continue reading Fairy Queen neath Amethyst Skies

A Sort of Danse Macabre

In fiery tongues of the ancient fireling,Dances the ghost of the Magician's Daughter,and her paramour, the starry-eyed Owl King,Their zephyrus song-revelry growing louder,Summon shadow-laughter, crackling kindling,While the warlock trapped weeps to be without her,Her, who lies in darkness, unseen fate-weaving,Whisper prayers for forgiveness in spring showers,Magic made real only through painful living.