Long Avalon Poems

In The Valley Of Avalon

This day the master of my Fate
Is none of those who lead shuddering
Through mazes of wizardry,-
Nor Trachmyr the Hunstman,
Nor Tannwein the daughter of Gweir,
Nor Penpingyon the porter of the palace,
Nor the...

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"How many people are praying for love?" ("Don't Save It All For Christmas Day" by Avalon)


There are countless people in this world who have no one that loves them ... NO ONE! Why is that...

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Interview with The Dead Boy -Raymond Mizsak

So Raymond, do you know what happened to you? Why you died?

Yeah, I know what happened to me, man, 
but I don’t remember it happening, 
Cause I was in...

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Should we shed the boy and be a man?
Shoot of spirit wild -to be tamed in the tamed land.
Where is the proof that this cynical evolution;
this cyclical passthrough is a strengthened constitution.
A blur and a...

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“Cygnets usually begin leaving the habitat when they begin to turn their eventual adult coloring. Once the feathers and wings mature (approximately 8-10 months of age) the parents will no longer recognize the cygnets as...

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A FAIRYTALE ENCHANTED

Many, many times ago, milady was born.
Beautiful child of nobility, gentle birth Englishwoman.
Graceful life she did live.
Shelter away in the castle along.
Her mother did have other children,
but they were all long gone.
See her...

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   A celestial dance, infinite grace
in the grandeur of 
ancient yearned place.
A Red Giant lassos 
his pearly bride,
keeps her from roaming the desert face.
A vow is exchanged, a cosmic bond living, 
alive with...

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I wish to reminisce
Upon the bliss
Of triumph
And the agony
Of tragedy;
Are they not twin and twisted ends
Observed as life occured
In random spurts and trends?

To calculate and gauge his fate
Man did create
The chime of time;
One more illusion...

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(A Marriage of Poems)

A single glance is an expression enough 
with eyes dotted with its punctual punctuation.
A sigh deep enough in loves' trough
that a trance can turn it blue, 
if only a beloved statuesque- 
emotion...

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Virtues are more than they appear to be.
Ripples of connectivity.
Something switched on with the light?
A companion, manual, override.
Especially when storm clouds rear- appear to ruin the blue skies'-

But not like a knife,
that cuts the whole...

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for clarity, you may want to read the footnotes

the mute swan's song
has an ambiance
where motion moves naught
it hovers in an existence 
where time becomes meaningless
lighting is aloof, a halo shining down
the white bed becomes a...

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I warned you about Mother telling her stories.
I warned you,
but you wouldn’t listen.

I warned you about the magic
of golem and djinn,
about lilac walks 
and mysterious circuses.
Stranded mice,
abandoned mice,
runaway mice,
unexceptional princesses,
all fodder for the worst sort...

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Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY RENATA (THOMAS) L.H. ANDRESS


Gilbraltar and Rock...monuments...amongst the Stars!
White Knights...and castles...hills and giants!
White sails...and cabin boys...giants amongst the Stars!
Scented Knights...dreams and dragons...climbing beyond the Stars!

Gilbraltar and Rock...a sweet guitar...His...

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life is a messy slurry 
Tyson fury
an Olga tumble
an Ali shuffle
a low cal rumble
in nuclear jungles
hammer and sickle
stars and stripes
a polka dot pickle
citizen cocaine in the middle
PURPLE PEOPLE EATERS
living is a tsunami ripple
a wobbly foal
a...

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Court the Raven, count the birds
Seven there is, flying above

She waited for my soul, but got my body
I challenged her, to sleep herself

While the dead air, whipped her hair
I brushed back strands of time behind...

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         She is a masterpiece of wild contradiction, 
fuse blown by a wick, of litmus tongue in your senses-
her moods shifting chameleonic shades everything at once
in candle...

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The Holy Land

The butchers slab of Hell, of Christian and Infidel.
Swords slash and cut lose the soul, fear! not 
conscience pays the toll. And yet with battles
endless plight, the cut and thrust, ferocious might.
For all...

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I can recall another lifetime, one where I could fly
Gazing down upon the earth, moonlight glinting in my eye
A king among the stars with a piercing call that could terrify
I was once a mighty falcon,...

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Can you envision us lost in a world
          of ours; paradise built by the Gods
      just for us two? Would you...

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Merlin was born by sorcery.
   A demon father, incubus.
   Virginal mother, royalty.
   Great wizard of King Arthur's court.
   Of legends, deeds and chivalry.
   That fabled...

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what news o' wandering voyager-
do ye bring this earthly home
what knowledge new uncovered
amid the glinting stars alone

what ancient lore yet unexplored
in fields of soaring stone
what secrets fair lie in thy care
that to man remains unknown

and...

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Along The Road To Avalon

The journey long and full f thought, of values gained
and lessons taught. Of what I wanted and what I had,
a quest of  honour that turned so sad. I entered the
woods...

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Rove I, In Midnight Dreams, Through Golden Halls Of Avalon
Second poets tribute series,

As I fight many epic battles against blank white pages
war I with blues, born of unfulfilled poetic rages,
through gigantic cavernous depths of unrepentant...

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I was on the road to Vezalay, for Richard and his
quest. All the Christian knights would gather from
countries east and west. The papal hordes would
vindicate, and our swords and banners blessed.
As I walked the woods...

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"The Paradox" 

When we had crossed Styx
like a slow game of knuckles
we were thrown for a six 
it was like the party 
had kick started 
way ahead of time
without us

escape from the world
of fools is...

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