Legend Poems
The Strange, Elusive Loch Ness
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
He was seen in a fog of velvet,
And clothed in mists of satin.
His life the stuff of legends.
A dweller of enchanted waters!
His beginning had not a future,
Yet his past was without end,
Though steeped in the unknown-
Deep in the soul of Loch Ness,
And famed far beyond Scotland!
Witness of the sunrises of old,
......
The Wandering Jew
by Mack Cooper
He walks with worn shroud, perforated shoes,
With tools of craft, awl in hand, taunt on tongue.
Long evicted from the house of Pilate, roaming.
Condemned long before he jeered the son,
Searching for scattered diaspora, condemned,
Not by the pious, or the holy, or Jehovah himself,
But apostates disguised as devout, condemned,
And pursued by the mortal alone,
Egyptian, Spaniard, Roman, Cossack, Nazi
He walks on and walks past, stopping,
......
The Legend Of The Aspen
by John Bradford
THE QUESTION.
DEAR to the bright cerulean sky
Unstirr'd the silvery cloudlets lie ;
O'er yonder wide, unruffl'd bay
The white-sail'd ships can make no way;
No rustling from the sedges near
Falls on the loitering listener's ear ;
From the old cottage in the croft
Straightly ascends the smoke aloft ;
......
Atlas' Lament
by Author Reinvented
Some say they bear the weight of the world on their shoulders;
I laugh, for such punishment is mild.
My laugh, a hollow, empty laugh,
Garnished with a bitter smile.
Oh, what I would give; Oh! What precious blood I would shed,
To have born, instead, the world's weight,
To have, instead, a different task,
Than be cursed with love so great.
......
The Wandering Jew
by Mack Cooper
He walks with worn shroud, perforated shoes,
With tools of craft, awl in hand, taunt on tongue.
Long evicted from the house of Pilate, roaming.
Condemned long before he jeered the son,
Searching for scattered diaspora, condemned,
Not by the pious, or the holy, or Jehovah himself,
But apostates disguised as devout, condemned,
And pursued by the mortal alone,
Egyptian, Spaniard, Roman, Cossack, Nazi
He walks on and walks past, stopping,
......
The Strange, Elusive Loch Ness
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
He was seen in a fog of velvet,
And clothed in mists of satin.
His life the stuff of legends.
A dweller of enchanted waters!
His beginning had not a future,
Yet his past was without end,
Though steeped in the unknown-
Deep in the soul of Loch Ness,
And famed far beyond Scotland!
Witness of the sunrises of old,
......
Atlas' Lament
by Author Reinvented
Some say they bear the weight of the world on their shoulders;
I laugh, for such punishment is mild.
My laugh, a hollow, empty laugh,
Garnished with a bitter smile.
Oh, what I would give; Oh! What precious blood I would shed,
To have born, instead, the world's weight,
To have, instead, a different task,
Than be cursed with love so great.
......
The Legend Of The Aspen
by John Bradford
THE QUESTION.
DEAR to the bright cerulean sky
Unstirr'd the silvery cloudlets lie ;
O'er yonder wide, unruffl'd bay
The white-sail'd ships can make no way;
No rustling from the sedges near
Falls on the loitering listener's ear ;
From the old cottage in the croft
Straightly ascends the smoke aloft ;
......
