(A Quadruple Etheree)
Mist
circling,
drifting on
soft curtain’s veil,
icy cold winds breath
kisses leaves with frost of
winter snow by mirrored lake;
where ancient legends portal lost,
finds some peace within the silent fog;
Sweet, sweet Avalon of Arthur’s resting
Glastonbury’s fast in hand with her;
rising from the deep at midnight
ghostlike oars cutting waves
in twilights moon bathed,
silent gliding barge;
ghostly shadow,
Morgana
In the
mist
mist
veiling
soft cruel lips;
darkness daughter
ice cold star of evening
scintillating, sapphire eyes
white silk, ripples on palest skin
raven black hair like laces in the wind;
Staring, deep down in to my wretched soul
she holds out her ice white hand to me
dripping diamonds into black lake;
too still, my heart so entombed
by one who calls to my
fear ravaged soul;
captured, I am
taken, by
swirling
mist
Author notes
The asterisk in the title is there because the first time I tried to put this poem on here it didn't work. Then it said it was already on when I tried again, but it wasn't. Ah well....,
A contest entry
- Poems That Begin With The Letter 'L'. by xxRainbowDawnxx.
700 points, ended December 15, 2008, 112 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Congratulations on winning the bronze with this wonderful quadruple etheree! It is great to read this again. I hope all is well with you.
- joanne -
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Hmmm, sorry about problems with posting. Happens to me too.
Some beautiful imagery here... Love the mention of the mists. I love nature and fantasy mixed into one. Pretty. -
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Thank you for your lovely comments on 'Legend'. It is a favourite write of mine so I'm so glad you like it and I'm very grateful for the lovely bronze cup! Thank you!
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