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Best Poems Written by Jemmy Farmer

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Triple Moon (Trijan Refrain)

Oh Maiden Moon, who gave my eyes,
in visions of a child,
the innocently whispered sighs
to keep my temper mild.
With waxing love, I saw you grow
the Goddess maid, of all I know,
with waxing love,
with waxing love,
a world of light you gently show.

Oh Mother Moon, who took my hand
and nurtured in my soul
the will to work and understand
in ways of old, I’m whole.
Oh blesséd Moon of perfect grace
within your light, I find my place,
Oh blesséd Moon,
Oh blesséd Moon,
with you, I stand in sacred space.

Oh Waning Moon, I’m blessed with age
your wisdom as my guide,
no words to tell upon the page 
as mysteries confide.
Oh Lady Crone and queen of night,
advise my heart with ev’ry rite.
Oh Lady Crone,
Oh Lady Crone,
you fill my life with pure delight.

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Ever Turning Circle

In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.

At Valentine’s romantic calls,
rebirth of nature’s light divine,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls,
and blossoms pastel shades recline.

Rebirth of nature’s light divine,
when day equals the hours of night,
and blossoms pastel shades recline,
to hail the queen of May in light.

When day equals the hours of night,
a summer’s sun will come to play,
to hail the queen of May in light,
we chant and sing along the way.

A summer’s sun will come to play,
so life can grow as gods decreed,
we chant and sing along the way,
with warmth and light our hunger feed.

So life can grow as gods decreed,
the rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
with warmth and light our hunger feed,
the wealth of harvest is our own.

The rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
in autumn breeze that chills the heat,
the wealth of harvest is our own,
as gold and red belies our feet.

In autumn breeze that chills the heat,
a year that ends with blessed Samhain,
as gold and red belies our feet,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign.

A year that ends with blessed Samhain,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign,
in winter’s white, as angels cry.

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Dragon's Oath

Throughout the night I feel my lover’s heart,
Beneath the lunar light her wings hold me,
My pulse increasing fast as we depart,
For her desired realms and my destiny.
We are flying high on ecstatic love,
The ways mundane become a distant dream,
Old pains and wounds heals as souls entwine above,
As one we see the truth of love redeem,
The dragon’s pledge the ancients swore on stone,
That one who flies alone must surely die,
But two with hearts that strongly beat as one,
Will soar across the never-ending sky,
A promise made by the first and very last
The gift of love; future, present and past.





Form: English Sonnet

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Walian Love Song

The roots of love are like the oak,
They reach beyond the heart and soul,
So deep the mind cannot revoke
Nor canst control.
In storms of life two hearts console,
So strong, they stand against the gales
Yet sip the rain from nature’s bowl,
For love prevails.
With you, my heart has set its sails,
To cross oceans that flow with time,
Through thick and thin and sorrow’s tales
Our love will chime.
In all the things I share with you
My heart is true.





Form: Walian Sonnet

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Flowers and Love (Cornish Verse I-I)

I came with flowers and love,
just to see my maiden fair,
with the silver moon above,
I could do nothing but stare.

Her eyes cast a magic spell
and held me at her leisure.
I knew then I'd walk through hell
to bring her heart its pleasure.

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The Standing Stone

The stone stands alone it seems
against all weather and wane.
No one to share the vicious rain.
No shelter from wind or snow.
Storms come and go, the stone remains,
a little battered but tall and proud.
The kiss of sunlight warms through,
easing the cold dampness away.
The love of the moon lights the night,
not so alone is the standing stone.

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A Precious Love

A precious love that takes all fears away
I found inside the cupboard here today
The friend that is beside me now to stay
 
He walks with me from here to over there
A friend indeed, he travels everywhere
O how I love my dear old teddy bear.

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Do I Think To Feel, Or Feel To Think?

Too shy to speak; to say all that I feel,
my mind subjected to thinking things through,
and 'what if' factors mock and cloud my view,
no longer knowing what is fake or real,
emotions sprawl and mentally congeal,
until I hide inside my shell and rue
the things I never said and didn't do,
because my thinking made them all surreal.

I think I need to stop this thinking soon
and say the things I feel, then hope and pray,
that you will understand, I'm not a goon,
but want to love you in every way,
beneath the sun and under silver moon,
as heart begins to rule the head today.

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Y Ddraig Goch -The Red Dragon

Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!

I met a Bard of ancient time
who sang to me in mystic rhyme
as we climbed the mountain road.
He told me tales from long ago
of hidden dragons far below
he bestowed in soulful ode.

Now I had heard the dragon tale
and said to him, let truth prevail
without ale tell me the lore.
With no drink to exaggerate
I want the legends of our fate
tell it straight I did implore.

Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!

He sang of the hidden secret
Three mysteries that have been kept
ne'er forget this land is blessed.
While Bran remains in the White Hill
of London, foes or evil will
their blood spilled, shall not progress.

The bones that lie beside the sea,
Blessed Gwerthefyr, shall keep us free
liberty, for all of time.
And the dragons one red, one white,
buried in Eryri one night
by Ludd's might and magic rhyme.

Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!

The dragons' war raged underground
Red against white, without a sound  
'til unbound, from Earth they flew.
White against red, their battle fought,
supreme power, the prize they sought
as death brought red's triumph through.

The Welsh Dragon, so wise and red,
fair means and true your blessings said
fortune spread though all of Wales.
For those of foul heart and intent
a dragon's curse of detriment
that shall vent their lands with gales.

Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!

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The Eagle Cries

The night reveals the beauty of your love,
As senses fall, one by one, it’s you I see,
I am below and you – you are above,
A goddess taking all her want from me.
In your embrace you set my passions free,
Yet captive in the power of your eyes,
You hold me here, the place I yearn to be
Where my silent voice can ignite your sighs
Release your soul to fly the cosmic skies,
You gyrate round demanding even more,
As hunger calls clear as the eagle cries,
I know I’ve reached that sweetest, molten core
O love, sweet love, as you now take your need,
My vampyric hunger on you shall feed.





Form: Spenserian Sonnet

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Structure: Written over 3 quatrains and a closing couplet

Meter: Consistent iambic pentameter or decasyllabic lines

Rhyme schema: abab bcbc cdcd ee