Poems
Autumn Requiem
Twist the knife a little deeper
I said to life
And she obliged
Make the pain a little greater
I said to fate
And she made it so
Make my soul a little blacker
I said to love
And she quickly complied
For when I look into my love's sparkling eyes
My spirit is shattered
The heart that is behind them
Burns for another
Killare
My Lady, the Mistress of Seasons
She is a flower in spring,
smelling like a newly sprung rose.
Her laughter like a rippling stream,
bright with caring and love.
She is the warm wind of summer,
all clad in silver green.
She is slender like a willow,
wilful like the waves of the sea.
She is the colours of autumn,
her long hair full of red leaves.
A smile on her precious lips,
a dancing light among the trees.
She is the dark night of winter,
a beautiful face red with cold.
Her blue eyes twinkling with starlight,
her hair the colour of gold.
She is the mistress of seasons,
the lovely lady in my dreams.
Wherever she may wander,
my heart will be with hers.
Par Bergkvist
Ghost
Ghost hands caress my skin
rough and callused, weathered steel, strong, like yours
intangibly tracing the wounded landscape of my flesh
You haunt me
like some vengeful spirit, your face
hovers before me, ever-present
lurking in corners,
the flicker of ice-blue eyes emerging from
the brooding shadows of memory
I feel the ghost of your lips on my naked breast,
the urgency of unseen phantom hands in my hair,
the sweet curve of your spine invisible beneath my yearning fingers
I hear your footsteps in the hall, like some wretched, relentless poltergeist
Yet nothing, nothing waits for me in the darkness
When I reach out for you
Your ghost vanishes
Fades
Only the scent of you, lingering
I try every wives-tale trick to banish you
Garlic and roses, crosses, wolfsbane
Consult oracles and seers, cast runes, read the cards
Wear out my knees crying out to the gods
And still you come to me, night after night,
Cruel spirit,
to haunt my heart.
Carolyn McDonald
Dragon's Shadow
O glorious beast
there poised upon throne;
gilded in nobility,
and
raised in a castle
of earth and stone..
The others,
they fear you;
your girth and roar...
never coming near you,
yet fleeing before..
Never seeing your majesty,
nor feeling your warmth...
As children we played
in meadow and hills,
jumping off rainbows
with tumbling spills;
laughing to howls,
neither a care...
returning in twilight
to earthen lair...
and side by side;
in night's slumberous care;
we protected eachother,
on a berth we did share...
Until one morning,
they came without warning;
wanting a dragon to slay..
With trophies in eyes,
yet despised;
I fought as spoiled away..
Now, as a man,
returned to the land;
pledging life and sword
to your reign..
I stand here forever,
'tween humanity and beast,
so they'll never hurt you again...
Ken Biggs � 1997
Oath to the Dragon
Sought the serenity
of a midnight pool,
where dragon hearts were born..
Bestowed to all within
the kingdom,
an oath to serve
was sworn..
in gilded reverence,
the noble act;
foreshadowed all thy need..
and taken in the deepest chamber,
there sown a righteous seed..
These,
the words of Avalon,
speak of valorous mettle;
and all who dispute
or tyrannize,
my bow and sword
shall settle..
Ken Biggs � 1997
Dragonheart
Wandering the cosmos
a lover of color and form...
she sits poised
at electric palette.
Plying her gift;
Molding pixels
and weaving rainbows
with a smile..
Dragons surround her;
daring you to
gaze into her eyes,
which reveal warm pools
in a midnight cave..
where a swirling vortex
draws you in..
to placid seas,
cloaking nearby storms
and mosaic dreams.
Once, she
held me inside,
an abyssful ride..
We swayed gently
in meadow'd skies;
where shuddering hips,
clutched me to lips;
as lollipops exploded
in her eyes.
Gone now;
galloping off on
one of her glorious beasts...
my heart in tow,
I kneel in adoration
the passions bestowed...
Ken Biggs � 1997
FANTASY
Beauty beyond belief wings above the clouds
turning it glides down towards the earth. Its many
faceted eyes looking through the darkened clouds
dispersing them with its very presence.
Red in color it makes the proclamation of its
unquenchable fire, proving it a formidable beast
The sun glitters off the irridescent scales, from
head to talon, in red,orange,gold,yellow,and pink.
Energy seems to be drawn in, Clinging to it, making
it appear the center of all that is unprincipled.
Bravery oozing from its every pore, while radiating
a power all its own, as glory is held in its sway.
Deadly yet gentle with a stout heroic heart, radiating
truth, light and darkness, A creature of destiny, for
it has been chosen to tame the fates themselves.
Symbolicaly holding man forever enchanted.
All encompassing, in knowledge, shrewd, yet valiant
All knowing, understanding, with a zeal for magic.
Complete fantasy, desire and dreams, is the Dragon
Copyright 1997.By Janice Bryant May not be copied in whole or part
without written permission from the Author.
Janice Bryant
Autumn Requiem
Twist the knife a little deeper
I said to life
And she obliged
Make the pain a little greater
I said to fate
And she made it so
Make my soul a little blacker
I said to love
And she quickly complied
For when I look into my love's sparkling eyes
My spirit is shattered
The heart that is behind them
Burns for another
Killare
My Lady, the Mistress of Seasons
She is a flower in spring,
smelling like a newly sprung rose.
Her laughter like a rippling stream,
bright with caring and love.
She is the warm wind of summer,
all clad in silver green.
She is slender like a willow,
wilful like the waves of the sea.
She is the colours of autumn,
her long hair full of red leaves.
A smile on her precious lips,
a dancing light among the trees.
She is the dark night of winter,
a beautiful face red with cold.
Her blue eyes twinkling with starlight,
her hair the colour of gold.
She is the mistress of seasons,
the lovely lady in my dreams.
Wherever she may wander,
my heart will be with hers.
Par Bergkvist
Ghost
Ghost hands caress my skin
rough and callused, weathered steel, strong, like yours
intangibly tracing the wounded landscape of my flesh
You haunt me
like some vengeful spirit, your face
hovers before me, ever-present
lurking in corners,
the flicker of ice-blue eyes emerging from
the brooding shadows of memory
I feel the ghost of your lips on my naked breast,
the urgency of unseen phantom hands in my hair,
the sweet curve of your spine invisible beneath my yearning fingers
I hear your footsteps in the hall, like some wretched, relentless poltergeist
Yet nothing, nothing waits for me in the darkness
When I reach out for you
Your ghost vanishes
Fades
Only the scent of you, lingering
I try every wives-tale trick to banish you
Garlic and roses, crosses, wolfsbane
Consult oracles and seers, cast runes, read the cards
Wear out my knees crying out to the gods
And still you come to me, night after night,
Cruel spirit,
to haunt my heart.
Carolyn McDonald
Dragon's Shadow
O glorious beast
there poised upon throne;
gilded in nobility,
and
raised in a castle
of earth and stone..
The others,
they fear you;
your girth and roar...
never coming near you,
yet fleeing before..
Never seeing your majesty,
nor feeling your warmth...
As children we played
in meadow and hills,
jumping off rainbows
with tumbling spills;
laughing to howls,
neither a care...
returning in twilight
to earthen lair...
and side by side;
in night's slumberous care;
we protected eachother,
on a berth we did share...
Until one morning,
they came without warning;
wanting a dragon to slay..
With trophies in eyes,
yet despised;
I fought as spoiled away..
Now, as a man,
returned to the land;
pledging life and sword
to your reign..
I stand here forever,
'tween humanity and beast,
so they'll never hurt you again...
Ken Biggs � 1997
Oath to the Dragon
Sought the serenity
of a midnight pool,
where dragon hearts were born..
Bestowed to all within
the kingdom,
an oath to serve
was sworn..
in gilded reverence,
the noble act;
foreshadowed all thy need..
and taken in the deepest chamber,
there sown a righteous seed..
These,
the words of Avalon,
speak of valorous mettle;
and all who dispute
or tyrannize,
my bow and sword
shall settle..
Ken Biggs � 1997
Dragonheart
Wandering the cosmos
a lover of color and form...
she sits poised
at electric palette.
Plying her gift;
Molding pixels
and weaving rainbows
with a smile..
Dragons surround her;
daring you to
gaze into her eyes,
which reveal warm pools
in a midnight cave..
where a swirling vortex
draws you in..
to placid seas,
cloaking nearby storms
and mosaic dreams.
Once, she
held me inside,
an abyssful ride..
We swayed gently
in meadow'd skies;
where shuddering hips,
clutched me to lips;
as lollipops exploded
in her eyes.
Gone now;
galloping off on
one of her glorious beasts...
my heart in tow,
I kneel in adoration
the passions bestowed...
Ken Biggs � 1997
FANTASY
Beauty beyond belief wings above the clouds
turning it glides down towards the earth. Its many
faceted eyes looking through the darkened clouds
dispersing them with its very presence.
Red in color it makes the proclamation of its
unquenchable fire, proving it a formidable beast
The sun glitters off the irridescent scales, from
head to talon, in red,orange,gold,yellow,and pink.
Energy seems to be drawn in, Clinging to it, making
it appear the center of all that is unprincipled.
Bravery oozing from its every pore, while radiating
a power all its own, as glory is held in its sway.
Deadly yet gentle with a stout heroic heart, radiating
truth, light and darkness, A creature of destiny, for
it has been chosen to tame the fates themselves.
Symbolicaly holding man forever enchanted.
All encompassing, in knowledge, shrewd, yet valiant
All knowing, understanding, with a zeal for magic.
Complete fantasy, desire and dreams, is the Dragon
Copyright 1997.By Janice Bryant May not be copied in whole or part without written permission from the Author.
Janice Bryant