Good morning! Todays offering from Rowenas Poetry Corner... is an excerpt from my new novel, Voices of the Stars. (Permuted Press) Please check it out on Amazon (Books). Branwen’s song had a Magic of its own, the power of it seemed to circle and fill our whole grounds. When she sang it, all Creatures – Animal and Human – hushed, but the Air stirred as if she had called the Winds. Heart-piercing was the melody, and her words cut to the bone. I knew... yes I knew what her song was about. “I sing a song macabre A dark and restless tune A woeful tale of sadness over Love... Oh-oo-oo-oo-oh... All over Love... How once the Raven sang more sweetly than the Nightingale Her Spirit soared more joyfully than a Crane in flight Her heart was full and peaceful as the Dove... But then you clipped the Raven’s wings Now she no longer sings Her heart a lonely fortress... over Love Oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, all over Love... Oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, I’m over Love...” Of course, there were other Seers amoung us who felt the hollow hopelessness in her song as did I. But the others – overwhelmed by Branwen’s golden mask and dark shadows, equally devastatingly beautiful and disturbingly mysterious – stood to their feet, applauded and cheered her... I hope that you have enjoyed this offering. Please share this with your friends, and let me hear from you... Rowena
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 13:34:26 +0000
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