I understand you must call for help
But the fix be present herein.

If we show our strength to our evil foes
This would surely be a sin.

Morgana can harm us not,
She will not overthrow
A kingdom built out of love
From a king and queen bestowed

Morgana that temptress is half kin! Her incestuous obsession is her sin. Not ours, my true hearts love. We may fall, then rise above the magick that seals my heart to thine. Come save me my King fore I dine on the witches fare, to drink her poisonsous dare

hey, yo, yo, i'm chillin, like dylan
no need for all this 19th century
fuss
i'm just passing through these parts
on my way to the next hundred years
so i won't bite
much.

:)~

600 ad. We have read the same books obviously poppashroom. Lol

yes, i was a little off in my centuries, they
all start to blur... after awhile, carry on!!

I am English after all, this is my heritage.

Witches, magicians, castles and the like.
Merlin and Arthur are ours

We need to open it up to others more. Was fun :-P

True. I like the poem 'The lady of Shalot' sigh. Can someone else continue?

Morgana that temptress is half kin! Her incestuous obsession is her sin. Not ours, my true hearts love. We may fall, then rise above the magick that seals my heart to thine. Come save me my King fore I dine on the witches fare, to drink her poisons' dare.

Continued

Her incestuous obsession is her sin,the flames of love that resides in her stare ,she falls between the lovers delight of day and night as the King gallops on loves hope and lusts desire as she turns tryign to unlock the hands of time where his love is her divine .

Through snowfall, heavens manna the king doth seek. An island misted mystery, betwixt man and immortal. At last at lakes shore he doth see hooded waterwitch rowing near. Beware oh king, mortal things do disappear in this mesmerising fog.

fog drifting endlessly across the lakes
disapearing edge ,it lifts and cascades
past the willow trees that dance softly
unpon the moonlight .while mokingbirds
in the night air sound as if there
on deaths edge ,singing a loners song
as the kings ear hear it
deaths empty rasp it ?

Royalty decieved. Deception believed. The rise and fall. Another succeeds, rises and falls, rises and falls. The adult waves heave to and fro, to the maestro's wand. In full orchestral obedience, the silent march continues >)))*>

bump

thank you my wonderful wife xxxxxx

Your welcome gorgeous xxx

A mother's love is a wonderful love packaged from heaven with special care.
A mother's love is like no other love in which you can compare.

A mother's love is purified by Angels and flows directly from her soul.
A mother's love is justified by God and by his hands he created the mold.

This mold that was shaped and fashioned by God has endured the test of time.
This mold that was taped and recorded by women rang out like a heavenly chime.

A mother's love is unconditional, and from her heart this can be told.
A mother's love is nutritional; it is the fruit that feeds our soul.

A mother's love 'IS' true love, and from her heart she cannot lie.
A mother's love is eternal, the kind that wont' ever die.

A mother's love is the tie that binds, and her bond can never be broken.
A mother's love is branded in our hearts, even when her words aren't spoken!

[Leotha Brown]





(PS: I sincerely 'beg your pardon' just in case 'this' post has proved to be 'poignantly incongruous' at this very juncture. )

Not a problem K. I was just bumping it for my husband. Do you write poetry yourself?

Thank You 'LadyWind'
I love 'poetry' but i'm not a 'poet'.

excuse me lady when can we place our own works of poetry on this post?