Twenty One?

Title: Twenty One?

Form: Awdl Gywydd

Fireworks brighten the night sky,
reason why? To honour you.
I believe that to be so,
my nan’s show, surely it’s true.

Simply the best should be yours,
without pause for thought or chance.
My nan is special, no doubt,
so I’ll shout aloud or dance.

On paper and ink in quill
a poem will say with style
my wish of happy birthday
with word play to bring a smile.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

Ballad of the Goddess

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

The goddess grants me magic rite

Divine enchantress bring

The blessings forth in beams of light 

And shine upon my ring. 

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

I cast the gifts of magic lore

Embrace your will and love

The Ancient ways from times before

Still form as peace above

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

The way of crone, the aged and wise

Skyclad within the dune

My life is Hers in loving eyes

My Goddess is the moon 

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.