Best Lost Loveson Poems
After the Second of Epona Plains
Part Seven
Gundar Nills..the Victor.
Your witch I'll burn
At the full moon
So precious to you
As my son was to me.
And Damn you all
For eternity.
So Gundar Nills
Ordered his men
To tie poor
Kathryn to a tree
In the forest
Of the Mystic
Mountains.
He sensed that
His love was in dire need
And rode all the
Day and into the night
Until his horse could go
no more.
On a hill the Young Prince
saw down in the valley
It was Kathryn
that night,
Burned at the stake....
He was too late
To save her.
He mourned.
Gundar Nills,
The Viking King,
Had his revenge,.
His son was
Atoned for at last.
But our Wiccan Princess...
An amulet she
Wore that night.
He said it had the power
To protect her
He said...
No fire or pain
Would she ever know...
As the flames grew around her..
You could hear
A sweet voice singing....
Until she just vanished....
Like smoke in
the air....
Our Prince
gathered his strength
And rode threw the night
To face Gundar Nills,
The Viking King,
A challenge
Was made
And honored.
At the Bay of Epona
They met for one last time..
They both fought
With shields and daggers
Circling each other
Until at last
They rushed head on
Like thunder.
Gundar Nills drove his blade
To the hilt....
He thought he had won the day
But to his dismay...
He felt the point
Of the young Prince's
Knife pierce his Blackened
Heart.....as he fell.
Gundar Nills, the viking King
Was dead.
.
But alas our Prince
was mortally wounded......
Oh Kathryn...he sighed with his
last dying breath,
My love will always yours.
From the day we shared
In the meadow......
Till this...
And our Prince closed his
Eyes forever.
Many did witness what happened next.
The heavens they did open
And Kathryn appeared
In a bright flash of light,
and took her lover
home.
From that day to this
You can see on the
Mountain,
Over looking the bay,
Carved deep
into rock....
Our Prince standing
Guard...
With Kathryn at
his side.
Then Cronus, son of Heaven and Earth
accepted steel and cut the twain
Dead Earth descended low in sterile regions
of the sundr'd Soul
And a cry went up from mortal'd man -
"Great one what hast thou done to us?"
A part of time is cut in twain
repeating o'er and o'er the strain
And A begat him B and B begat him C,
and on and on
The boredom of the turning ball the reaching out
the anguish'd call -
"Great Cronus Son of Heav'n and Earth
why hast thou done this thing to us?"l
How can such joy we shared turn to sorrow?
How can the promise of our vows be stilled?
One day happy, then divorced tomorrow.
As I look back on years we spent as one
I recall how you always made me laugh.
It’s so sad we no longer share that fun.
Though we were surely blessed to share two births
Whose raising up would be a joy to me,
To see their little faces filled with mirth.
You missed those years in choices that you made.
I understand as illness grips your heart
You think of those regrets that must be paid.
For your only son wants no part of you.
His tiny baby you will never know---
He’ll know his step-grandpa whose love is true.
Please look back and remember your great thirst
For always getting what you wanted and
Your desire of putting yourself first.
What you give out will come right back to you.
A valued lesson you have yet to learn.
You need to learn it fast, years left are few.
I truly wish you well upon this quest.
Seek this helpful knowledge within yourself.
Ask the angels to help you give your best.
These truths may cut you like the sharpest knife,
But with God’s help that dwells inside of you---
You may still change to live a happy life.
Note: For my Ex-husband whose children don't want anything to do with him. He just
had a heart attack and will soon have an operation on his heart. Our daughter drove
him home because he had no-one else to help him. Our son still doesn't care.