. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Queen of the Deep Forest

Sunday, August 21, 2022

The Queen of the Deep Forest

I hope she still waits

That rebellious wild woman of such irreducible taste 


Glimmer and sublime guile


Whose bright eyes still shine with the illustrious glow of that illuminated flame


Which was once stolen by brave Prometheus 


From heavens dark skies

Enhancing her beautiful face



Making her look like Morgana the Cunning sorceress in the Arthurian legends


From where all her pagan blood flows


For she holds me like a pawn enthralled in a grip of steel as I try to break down


Her carefully constructed walls


When she always stands tall in these dark woods at the stroke of midnight


Where we still meet as I stroll


Standing singing eloquently in her candlelit circle

To the moon and watching skies as its white clouds roll


Uttering strange ancient spells

Unknown to most


As she conquers all who dare come into view before they can yell


It's why I still visit


For I'm just hypnotised and conjured by the delicious sounds 


Of her golden ringing summoning bells




Copyright John Duffy

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