And you been gone so longI forgot what you feel like… You’ve been gone too long. The candle’ s gone off hours ago, the oils are no longer fragrant. The incense has lost its smoky dreaminess, the wine became bitter, the fruit – stale. I fear the altar is crumbling, my Lord. You’ve been goneContinue reading “And you’ve been gone so long”
Category Archives: prose
Each prayer/Hynafiaid
Each prayer done in my name is done in honor of your forefathers. Each word uttered in my name, brings them closer, for my blessing rests upon those who are gone. Blessed are those who are no longer, for their light shines on the living, lighting up the paths of the ones who are. BlessedContinue reading “Each prayer/Hynafiaid”
Godspouse/ Midnight ride
He rides at night. One roar of the engine, and he is off, flying with the wind, his hair dark bronze in the gaslight. He rides at night. Hard rock swirling around him, as the mist might, his eyes flash in the moonlight. He rides at night. Alone at most times, flying past the sleepyContinue reading “Godspouse/ Midnight ride”
Of witches, raindrops and fallen leaves
Tell me of witches and fallen leaves, sing me of Calan Mai. Tell me of raindrops and silks so fine, tell me of love that heals. Sing me of witches that color the leaves from green into golden and red. Sing me of raindrops that shine like the stars, sing me of sunshine that clearsContinue reading “Of witches, raindrops and fallen leaves”
Singing in ink
Singing in ink, singing without singing. Singing voicelessly, singing in inkGems of million colors, gems that glow in the darkness.Gems reflecting the forest and seas. My silent song – for my wildwood Lord. My song of day to the Lord of night.My only song to the one who calls,My sunlight song – to the oneContinue reading “Singing in ink”
I will be…
Call me once – just once, and you’ll see. Just call me – and I will be there. I will be there. In every ray of sunshine that caresses your skin, in every drop of water that falls from the sky. I will be there. Wild as the wind I will be, gentle as theContinue reading “I will be…”
Kings of Seasons
One – abundant, as summer, colourful as spring, yet crisply frosty, as cinnamon, ginger and cardamon in the snow, as amaretto tinged coffee drunk slowly in the first hours of November. His are the midnight rides, speed of the chase, ardor of the Hunt, passion of secret meetings and romance. His are the spectral hounds,Continue reading “Kings of Seasons”
As long as the day is long
As long as the day is long, I am here. As long as the day is long, so is my patience. As long as the day is long, I ride, As long as the day is long, my hounds follow. Arawn is my name, and I rule the Netherworld. As long as the day isContinue reading “As long as the day is long”
Ravens and Hounds
When the night comes, the Fae ride. When the night comes, the hounds howl. When the hounds howl, the night grows darker. When the Hunt reigns the night, the Ravens take flight. Black feathers against pale moonlight, Glowing white against deep blackness: Heralds of the Netherworld, guardians of fates, guides of the abyss. Midwinter changesContinue reading “Ravens and Hounds”
Lavender waters
Calm are the waters of Annwfn, slow are the currents, majestic the waves. Calm are the waters of Annwfn, full of lavender, frankinsence and myrrh. Slow are the waters of Annwfn, mist curles along the shores. One step closer, and you vanish. One step closer, and you are no more. The mists of Avalon, theContinue reading “Lavender waters”
Into the Unknown 