Cast your mind to long ago,
extingush lights and scene behold:
By water's edge she makes her home,
stony bridge and ancient thorn.
Craggy cliff overhangs,
seeping pools and haunted lands.
Drunken tales in taverns far,
bring me upon her whispering door.
I peek my head into the gloom,
gaze, remembering words untombed.
"they say she see's in her mind,
visions, all of a kind.
Accursed and hidden all away,
darkness pierced by light of day"
From out the cave, a wizened voice,
speaks in trance of time and earth.
"Metal floats upon the water,
metal moves along the ground
Thrice the bridge will tumble down,
On the Third, World meets death's mound"
My terror grips me in my flight,
I scarper away into the night,
I grip Sam, that trusty steed,
Away away! Back to the mead!
So my friends if you pass her cave.
Remember,
future's found in this enclave.
Hold your hand into her well,
close eyes and wish a spell.
Money, vengeance, will not be given,
wish well, traveller, for I am living.
Author notes
A tale from my holidays, there's is a well, a cave and a statue. Also a bridge which has fallen twice.
A contest entry
- Olde Worlde Legends by Cynthia Gaines.
1000 points, ended August 25, 2007, 16 entries
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Outstanding!
I love your originality with this is old worlde masterpiece!! Best of luck to you in this contest!!! Peace, Cyn
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Heys, thanks for taking the time to comment. I'm glad you enjoyed reading the poem and that it was suitable for your contest! x
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This is a wonderful tale spoken here dear poet, one that that I can see happening from the beginning to the end.
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Thank you, i'm glad it creates an image in your mind. x
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I liked this poem a lot.
A little hard to read in a few spots, but I admired it.
Hold your hand into her well,
close eyes and wish a spell.
Money, vengence, will not be given,
wish well, traveller, for I am living.
Not to be a pest, but you spelled "vengeance" wrong, deary. :]
Don't take that the wrong way.. I just say something when someone spells that wrong - I have it tattooed on my back.
But awesome poem. :]
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Heys,
Cheers for that I've fixed it now! Glad you enjoyed reading it, and thanks again. xx
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