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Continue readingFairies and Pixies
by Tammy Darby
Fairies are not composed of all beauty and ethereal gossamer wings
That live in dark hidden glens and sing bewitching songs
It is whispered by those brave enough to roam mythical forests
You can often hear fluttering sounds
and chanting until the sunrise, bright and gold
I was said by the Gervase of Tilbury
They first resided in England its territory being large
Flew across the channel and settled quite nicely in Killarney
Upon hearing the legends of the splendid Irish lands
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Vanishing stars and Endless nights
by Tammy Darby
It is common knowledge amongst those of ink and pen
There are many that flee from the light
Those who yearn with all their being for endless nights
As shimmering stars forever fade from the sky
The silent ones who thrive and bloom in the cold darkness
Devoid of sound and beyond human sight
Kindred souls writhing in tempestuous maniacal rhyme
Boldly defiant of normalities laws, realities, boundaries, and time.
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Death
by Tammy Darby
Silent and unseen I watched her stop eating and sleeping, broken, she wasted away while her very being crumbled with despair and loss. She became gaunt, almost skeletal, withdrawn, shutting out the world. Lost in a maze of confusion, trapped between loyalty and betrayal, after all he had done, she still loved him. He was neither honorable or worthy of her devotion.
Pitying her and on her behalf I filled his dreams with sobs and cries of suffering, while sprinkling his soul with the light touch of paranoia, and cursed his heart. I called upon him in the darkest hours of the night, as years turned into months, months into days, and minutes became seconds.
The time came at last when I called upon him and trembling in fear, almost meekly he asked my name.
Emotionless and unmoved by the look of dawning recognition on his face I remained in the shadows of his mind said nothing, and stared at him without uttering a sound. His voice tainted with panic and hope for a reprieve, once again asked me, ‘what is your name?
I smiled and in my softest voice whispered in his ear,
'Death.'
All Rights Reserved @ Copyright Tammy M. Darby May 29,, 2020
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God of the Winds
by Tammy Darby
The lord of legends blew through the lands unshackled
With his fierce breath transform bark brown into white
From the tips of trembling branches to rough trunks of the trees.
Tall mountains and forests covered in powdered dust
Across the dipping valleys showered with pale moonlight
Far above the sleeping fern green earth reigns the royal sky
Wearing a cape of turquoise and forget me not blue
The palette of frosts artistry
Air upon the ice sketched fresh patterns each night
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by Aishwi MitraN
Continue readingDeath
by Tammy Darby
Silent and unseen I watched her stop eating and sleeping, broken, she wasted away while her very being crumbled with despair and loss. She became gaunt, almost skeletal, withdrawn, shutting out the world. Lost in a maze of confusion, trapped between loyalty and betrayal, after all he had done, she still loved him. He was neither honorable or worthy of her devotion.
Pitying her and on her behalf I filled his dreams with sobs and cries of suffering, while sprinkling his soul with the light touch of paranoia, and cursed his heart. I called upon him in the darkest hours of the night, as years turned into months, months into days, and minutes became seconds.
The time came at last when I called upon him and trembling in fear, almost meekly he asked my name.
Emotionless and unmoved by the look of dawning recognition on his face I remained in the shadows of his mind said nothing, and stared at him without uttering a sound. His voice tainted with panic and hope for a reprieve, once again asked me, ‘what is your name?
I smiled and in my softest voice whispered in his ear,
'Death.'
All Rights Reserved @ Copyright Tammy M. Darby May 29,, 2020
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Fairies and Pixies
by Tammy Darby
Fairies are not composed of all beauty and ethereal gossamer wings
That live in dark hidden glens and sing bewitching songs
It is whispered by those brave enough to roam mythical forests
You can often hear fluttering sounds
and chanting until the sunrise, bright and gold
I was said by the Gervase of Tilbury
They first resided in England its territory being large
Flew across the channel and settled quite nicely in Killarney
Upon hearing the legends of the splendid Irish lands
......
Aphrodite
by Tammy Darby
It is said in the ancient text she was conceived in murder
When the Titan Cronus drew his father Uranus’s blood, dead, he forever be
The wife of a dark Vulcan Hephaestus, mother to the cherub of love
Legends say she rose from Poseidon’s emerald seas.
From salty heather foam in the waters of Pathos,
That lap the white shores of the isle of Cyprus did she rise
Though Homer on this fact would disagree
Striking jealousy in the hearts of the haughty gods
And filling Adonis eyes according to Greek lore
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God of the Winds
by Tammy Darby
The lord of legends blew through the lands unshackled
With his fierce breath transform bark brown into white
From the tips of trembling branches to rough trunks of the trees.
Tall mountains and forests covered in powdered dust
Across the dipping valleys showered with pale moonlight
Far above the sleeping fern green earth reigns the royal sky
Wearing a cape of turquoise and forget me not blue
The palette of frosts artistry
Air upon the ice sketched fresh patterns each night
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