Morgania Maid Maven
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The Gull and the Raven flew with Morgania Maid Maven.
As she rode down the shore along the emerald green Sea.
A Goddess of Power Trice Land Air and Sea.
Hard Men's hearts weep at the sight of her hair blowing in the Wind.
And fell dumbstruck to the ground, for to touch her was highest of Sin.
Women walked miles in path horses hoofs hoping to find a hair from sweet Head
For Woven into flax, it was said to bring Magick in Bed,
Each generation claims they saw her though she should be so long Dead.
Its True Cawed the Raven the Gull was there Too.
Sand slips through my fingers like Time in the Glass.
As I remember the Love of a long long loss Lass."
"Noon Rising Sun across the Sea cast.
Death and memories, I am frozen in a moment that pain will not let Pass
For a Bard role's I never meant to be my last Task
But am given the peacocks long quell and tongue ink of the wind.
On Fire staff, I lean heavy as Sea's Roar brings sounds of old battles I not Win.
Yet walked away from, last living covered in Dark Magick's crimson Sin.
Morgania Maid Maven I will always see you on the shore riding the Sea's Salt Wind."
TDK
(c) July 19, 2013 George King (Except Images).
Hail wise Druids a Boon I do beg. Just came from sleep's Fairy Hill
With words in the mind forcing me to to write the bitter sweet rhyme.
Can anyone tell me if matches in anyway any tale of the long dead Bards told.
For in works Erin I am not even begin deep.
