Best Bardic Poems
Pondering the phrase,
“Written in the stars”-
On the darkest nights,
Crowned with cloudless skies;
A still lake channels
The sonnets above.
19 Mar 2021
In lands beyond de rising sun
where flies de amber dragon queen
there are places that we have been
an' dreams are only just begun.
'Tis 'er an' I, ya see.
We chased de faeries neath de moon
an' listened to de flowing streams
just 'er an' me in dragon's dreams
are dancing to de Elfin tune.
'Tis 'er an' I, that be.
If ya should see de dragon queen
an' read de signs in magic words
ya too can step out with de birds
an' see de world as love 'as seen
'Tis ya an' me, I see.
Fallen down by river leaves
frostbite scars and bruised jaw
the Hero has been found under the star-lake tree
sleeping under watchful eye
resting from years of service and broken backs
his name no one can recall
except to say that he did fall
Life can be precarious- even sometimes hard.
Anyone can smile- you don't have to be a bard.
Life is not about the destination- or the actual journey.
It's about your character- how you choose to face whatever's about to be!
A lot of things are thrown at you- to test your strength and resolve.
It's how we learn from our mistakes- helps us to evolve.
Sadness and Negativity- will try to stop us or slow us down.
That's when we put positivity into overdrive- chasing away that frown.
It's your life to live- you will do whatever you choose.
Pick your battles wisely- which to win and which to lose.
You are in charge of your destiny- so make it what you will
Smile often, help others- in your heart and mind- allow happy memories to fill.
When you are lonely and feel like- you can't face another day
Call a friend- within your spirituality take solace and don't sway!
Listen to music, read something, light candles- meditate.
Do whatever you can to make every life moment- GREAT!!!
Whisper unto the Whispering Woods!
Cry it aloud!
Whispering Woods, for it doth seem that nature
Herself doth whisper unto me!
Beseeching reverence and respect
Whilst planting sundry creative
Fancies within my mind.
One needs to wander farther
Than the woods
To conjure
Endless realms of fantasy.
Knowing well that Druids
Do find their cathedrals
Amidst the forest.
Hark! The world awakened!
A forest of inward magic!
These poems be symbolic,
Playful, and brimming with fantasy!
In so grave a world,
Beset with manifold trials and tribulations,
I do wish to wander
The imaginative realm
To discover whither it may lead me.
Readers (listeners) are encouraged
To interpret these poems
According to their own understanding,
Finding therein many meanings,
For the verses may bear
Messages diverse.
Messages changing according to the life
And experiences of each reader.
In the bloom of my youth,
I was often enticed
Toward the muse.
By mine elders
Who didst dote upon me
With most tender affection
And bade me take up
The charcoal and quill.
They took passing great delight
In the parley of my humble
Sketches, and with open purses
Didst find the means
To set me within the halls
Of the academy of arts.
By their grace,
I am now firmly resolved
That art, in its every
Wondrous guise,
Doth hold a most noble
And rightful station
Beneath the Stars,
In the Cosmos.
On blessed Bardic journeys!