Wednesday, 17 June 2009

• Junetide

  “June-tide”
  The lands now
  Flowing with the rich cloak
  Of emerald and clover
  And the occasional bloom
  Of violet and daffodil.
  A summer’s whisper
  Upon the air
  
  Awakens the sleeping faeries
  With their thrumming wings a glow
  Oberon sits within the pansies
  Weaving them for a crown
  For his beloved
  Still dancing in the newly blessed wood
  With her court of ladies adorned in lilac
  And feathers of bluebirds
  
  She’ll return at sunset for sure
  To share the sweet nectar
  Of the sun’s golden rays
  And early summer’s fruit
  Still lingering with life from the vine
  
  And where is Pan?
  Ah, he is  playing sweetly in lush groves
  With his silver flute invoking mischief
  To creature near and far
  He sits upon soft heather
  Eagle feather woven through sable locks
  Smiling in-between melodies
  To a wandering dove
  
  Ah June!
  With your magic woven sweet,
  Gentle kisses upon both house and home
  You come bursting with life.
  Welcoming all into your radiant arms
  Of peerless blue skies
  
  

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