Tintagel Poems - Poems about Tintagel

...I hear girlish laughter beyond the bagged onions. Imagine her swimming naked among green ripples. Her white arms are lily stems, hips as sleek as an otter flow in a neon moonlight. A sound syst......

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...As I walk along the wooden boards Flanked by firm railings, I wonder how they used to cross From mainland to castle, Back when the bridge was Stone and roughly-hewn wood. The waves crash upo......

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...The Pictish Faeries by Michael R. Burch Smaller and darker than their closest kin, the faeries learned only too well never to dwell close to the villages of larger men. Only to dance in t......

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...At Tintagel by Michael R. Burch That night, at Tintagel, there was darkness such as man had never seen... darkness and treachery, and the unholy thundering of the sea... In his arms, ......

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...I hear girlish laughter beyond the bagged onions. Imagine her swimming naked among green ripples. Her white arms are lily stems, hips as sleek as an otter flow in a neon moonlight. A sound system......

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...A Shadorma Arthur’s lot memory of myth it’s never been proven legend, myth, reality will we ever know? The truth lay buried but not at Tintagel perhaps it’s elsewhere or p......

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...Granny Doris Lives On “There’s no such thing as rain in Tintagel”. That’s what my Granny Doris says. “It’s always lovely weather For grabbing a bag of pegs”. She ‘heave-ho’s’ wet laundry I......

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...Uther, the High king of England fell in love with the Lady Igraine Knowing she was married to Gorlois he decided to fight the walrus For he was the Duke of Tintagel that Uther wanted to mangle ‘Th......

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...A hot wind blew that day as I gazed down from the hills of Tintagel to the emerald sea and white foam below that crashed against ancient rocks and marvelled at ruins that once was Camelot.........

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