Fabled Poems - Poems about Fabled

Toward Scent fold’s vale they cleaved the green, Where wind runs thick with things unseen. “Is it justice you seek or just her place?” Lotus said, his voice low, draped in grace. The blossoms paused, their vows unsealed, Each plucked petal quaking in truth revealed. For in his oblique gaze, the mirror lay. Become the wound or forge the way. The wound was...

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"Eons back, we feared the petal's grace, called beauty pride, and named it place" "Mistakes were made, but wisdom stayed" said Thallorin,"not every path must be replayed". Each bloom now understood, but still Knowing alone could never kill, The monster born from rootless scar who thrived when petals turned to war. So, stem by stem, with colors waned, they sought the one their fear...

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Caelith pulsed in the starless seam, No warmth, just orbit, cold with gleam. “Equality is just a myth,” it sighed, “And safety, merely a dreamleaf dried. A lull to cradle wilt and thrall, For leaves too tender yet to let fall.” Then Lily laughed, a sound half-sung, Like petals bruised but newly sprung. "If truth decays in myths you spin, We’ll plant our wound...

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He looked at Rose not past, but through And said, “What waits will change you too.” She plucked out a petal and handed him. It pulsed between the stem and rim. Rose turned back with nothing said, Her footsteps soft, like vows long shed. Hence the petal breached and then it reached A world where love lay bruised and breached. A petalbreach chime...

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They will not honor your fragrant breath They’ll use it as ode, or veil, or death. Not love, but lack—will wear your name, Your petals will ache beneath borrowed fame.” Lotus's voice now split Nefarys in bloom and bone A bloomquake of breath from root to stone. It hummed through husks and whisperseed dark, Not all bent—but some curved toward the crack.” They...

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Before soil met seed or the sun claimed the skies, There bloomed Nefarys, veiled from mortal eyes Here, blossoms rose from memory’s breath, Unbound by season, untouched by death. Tulip leapt bold with a whip of wild cheer, While Sunflower spun where the sky poured clear. Daffodil hummed where the stillness was deep, And Marigold dreamed in the moon’s drowsy sweep. Rose sat...

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She struts from the pages of infamy Black bold and beautiful No straightening of her Afro She owns her gorgeous Forget “The man,” She’s got things to do Not concerned with his master fetish In her world women rule If you cross her Honey you are the fool Her voice is smooth dark chocolate with just a hint of bitter She’s both a...

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Shabbos Table True Fable Our family "Heimish" setting, Replete with 2 lighted candles letting, Blessings, my wife's "Emunah" truly abetting. 6 days' worries & scurries set aside, allayed, 2 lights cleansing in noble "Dr. Suess" style displayed, Candlesticks' "Curved Art", due to years of use arrayed. Bluma Yehudis's beautiful voice, her simple innocence, Capturing a crystalline semblance, Of each of our spiritual en-trance. 2 "Challah...

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Abrasive pillars. A millers grin. 1700 loaves of bread. In a straight line though please. Now thankyou that will do nicely. It is often incredible to think that from sacks in cellars arrive many an edible creation. How clever. And how rather talented. Frantic flour whirring whilst whistling at 4 a m in a morning...

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Isn't it amazing how two real lovers Can read each others thoughts Every nuance, every twist of a phrase The other can surely spot Really a sign of a very deep passion No matter where you look Where the bond is as strong as forever Love they write about in books What makes an affair so solid so true Without ever a hint of...

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OH! Phoenix, teach me your ways and means How to reproduce oneself unlike beings You! The resident of an oak or Palm tree Living up to a life of hundred years free. OH! Darling of Assyrians, teach me your ways and means Ye! the depositor of the temple of the sun How to lift my own cradle and parent’s sepulcher ...

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