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Faery Lady

Oh what can ail you, faery lady?
With eyes as blue as the sea
Truly you are not alone, 
As ravishing are thee

Your soul seems withered and callous
Your heart is surely dying
lying amongst the garden leaves
While pools of blue are crying

Like the cries of a dying bird    
Echoing through the trees
I hear you moan and ache so deep
I feel you long to be

Oh kind sir, I’m trapped here
Never to love again
For every soul I’ve come to care
I’ve brought to their bitter end

A knight, he came upon me
Atop his brilliant steed
But when I said I loved him 
I planted an evil seed

He made me lovely things
To show me all his care
I stroked his hair so gently
But the curse it would not spare

His eyes grew dim and weary
As dark as a winter’s day
He breathed my very essence
And vowed to forever stay

Intoxicated and wilting
The rose waned from his cheeks
He climbed his brilliant steed no more
And love no longer speaks

Oh kind sir, I really wish
These words I speak were real
But a faery’s tongue is ages old
And thus your fate is sealed

Now forever resting
In loves eternal sleep
That is why WE lie here
In this garden where I weep

Copyright © Alvah Fox | Year Posted 2014



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Midlife

Midlife Crisis, or so they say
They call it this when grown men play

They buy shiny cars and fly in planes
They chase young women to dull their pangs

They hang in packs and tell their lies
And find no truth in empty eyes

They take great voyages to find the truth
Yet no one gets wet in the fountain of youth

They color hair and wrinkle not
But time comes forth, although not sought

And Time, my friend, is an unbeaten foe
Rolling you over in its under-toe

The battle lost, they bow their heads
Father time sets the hour glass next to their beds

And in the end , they remember this
That time well spent is time of bliss

Copyright © Alvah Fox | Year Posted 2014

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The Fallen Place

Some have fallen here and met the gaze of a dying, setting sky, blue hazed in anticipation.

The air caressed them, every so softly, as they went; whispering with a gentle breeze, calling them with delight. The ground solid, yet giving, held them as they lost their grip. It asked for nothing in return, while giving all it had in its possession.

The rain, making its presence known, washed away their sorrows and the sun dried up the pain.  Snow fell in flakes of sparkling color, warming the souls of those that had once been so tattered and cold. The wind whispered secrets to all of their problems and the trees bent their boughs to offer a hand.

A stray squirrel winked his eye and offered the truth and a bird cocked his head as if to approve. 

Some have fallen here, in such a place, where all you see is there and all you hear is true. Where even the casting shadow hold no secrets.  

In this place, only time will deceive you and leave you behind. You grow younger each day yet still fade away; no one will ever know you came. As you walk the last mile, the light within the darkness will lead the way.

Some have fallen here, where the end is only the beginning and the beginning never ends. Eternity drifts like a hot desert wind, slowly across its realm then rising above the empty void.

Close your eyes and let it wash you free. You no longer have any need to perceive reality…
Listen carefully and you might see the way to the Fallen Place.

Copyright © Alvah Fox | Year Posted 2014


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