A Geek's Love Note.

After reading about the Birds and Bees..

:The Sun is thermonuclear.

The Sky is Blue.

May I be Your Pheromones.

Because I Love You.

by George King / TDK

Shade's Kiss

In the rusting of the Leaves

In the bending of the Boughs

In the mix of Shadow's Light

Or twinkle of Stars Bright

I am haunted with Delight

Though soon I may  just Be

A beeze upon your check

If you wish to Kiss Me

Its in your Heart where you should Seek.



For all those that seek their loved ones in SummerLands.

Yes there is live after Life.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King 08-09-15

Love is a Living Altar that never Dies even when the body does.

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said " it's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning
and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.

Author ~ Sammie Klaehn

Even a a Druid and Quill of Summer's Lands I still shed a Tear for So many Familiars and paws friends I was loved and they have crossed over.

TDK / The Druid King

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Morgania Maid Maven

The Lady of Shalott is an 1888 painting by the English Pre-Raphaelitepainter John William Waterhouse.

Morgania Maid Maven
"
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.

Little Meow written in love and poverty

Little Meow wanted some meat to go with her tough and dry.

So to her human Mamma she let out the most mournful cry.

But there was no coin to buy meat and this brought a tear to Mamma's eye.

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With Love to all my Fans and Cat lovers everywhere.

The Druid King

New Moon Night. Written in Black and Silver Moon Shine

Way off in the late of Night.

When the New Moon's Darkness shines so Bright.

There appears far away, a small and flickering Light.

Are there wild Druids in the deep woods Tonight?

Perhaps with the Fae they have come to dance and Delight.

It is said the old ones live in the trees and only come out on the Blackest Night.

Others swear they have seen them dancing and doing spell with the Witches in the Moon's full Light.

All I know is my hearth wishes I was young again dancing in the woods wild and sky clan. Till Sun brings back its Bright.

Love of Dark Love of Light be my Goddess and kiss me in the Astral this very night.

The Druid King

Copyright January 16, 2013 George King

The Sea Gull's Cry

Days gone by, lost in the Sea Gull's Cry.

{Grace Kelly}

 But memories come back with the full Moon and the tide. 

Love and youth may be past but memories still warm my Heart of Glass.

 
The Druid King 

(c) George King August 2012
P.S. Be a Lover or a Friend and click on one of the Blogs ads please! I am out of work and can use the pennies it generates!You can often find me at www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander, www.cosmicsalamander.com or our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander, 5631 NW 77 Ct, Coconut Creek, Florida, 33073, USA 954-698-6926 Fax 954-6989-706 Both Janice and I are available for Psychic reading, other Magick works, writing assignments and even creating new inventions or sharing some of our for you or your company to patent and sell.
Blog Rollhttp://thedruidking.blogspot.com I post some of my views and research in the Pagus Worldhttp://sourpearls.blogspot.com I post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.http://returntosummerland.blogspot.com Obituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profits for the investors!http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html Free Water for everyone that on the street and needs a drink, Project free Tap, please share and help
Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/  The Old Druid's SpotDaily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.
http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/  Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.
Grace Kelly, Heart, Love, Memories, Moon, Ocean, Sea, Sea Gulls, Youth

Leaves of Love: Written in fresh crusted grass ink

Of Hidden Desire.

Of Intern Fire.

Our Pheromones are the Town Crier.

Our Eyes the Telephone Pole Flyer.

For truly Passion is the Perfume of life!

The Druid King

Copyright George King July 28, 2012

P.S. Be a Lover or a Friend and click on one of the Blogs ads please! I am out of work and can use the pennies it generates!

You can often find me at www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander, www.cosmicsalamander.com or our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander, 5631 NW 77 Ct, Coconut Creek, Florida, 33073, USA 954-698-6926 Fax 954-6989-706 Both Janice and I are available for Psychic reading, other Magick works, writing assignments and even creating new inventions or sharing some of our for you or your company to patent and sell.

Blog Roll

http://thedruidking.blogspot.com I post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

http://sourpearls.blogspot.com I post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.

http://returntosummerland.blogspot.com Obituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.

http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profits for the investors!

http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html Free Water for everyone that on the street and needs a drink, Project free Tap, please share and help

Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.

http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/  The Old Druid's Spot

Daily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.

http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/  Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.

Old Ways, written in Brown Acorn Ink.

Sometimes the Old Ways still play my Song.

The Woods I have walked have been Dark and Long

With only The Oak to keep my old old Soul Strong.

 Still it is these Ancient Woods that I have and do Belong

Walking under the Moon so often alone, along the Ley

 Spreading the Acorns for the Druids that will come another Day

 Now that I have found you again Life is easy and my Moon forever Full

 Till at last to Sweet SummerLand we give in,  our home and  its eternal Pull

 Dedicated to Janice Scott-Reeder my Sun and Moon and Love.

The Druid King.

Copyright 03-03-2012 George King

Coffee is in the Cauldron, written in sparkling firelight red ink.

Coffee is in the Cauldron may we are share as Body and Soul we do bare. Here in the firelight of our hidden Hearthstone.

 Tribe and Family of our choice, .in perfect love and perfect trust. No ashamed of how we feel or even of our burning lust.

 For Body needs Body and Soul Needs Soul, as in our arms we each other hold. While in our magick, dance the Goddesses and Gods of forgotten times so old.

 They have come to our great circle from four corners of the earth. North West South and East each in love to join our feast.

 Wearing nothing but Earth Fire Air and Water as both Women Man Goddesses and Gods now all Sky Clad bee.

 As we the last of the Witches and Druids dance around the scared fire and our Ancient OAK Tree.

 The Druid King

 Copyright February 24, 2012 George King

Shooting Star: Written in the Heavens Fiery Red Passions ink.

To Janice.

 Life is but a Shooting Star. So I burn brightly as across the heavens as I streak.

And upon my death feed the sweet earth beneath our feet.

And if by chance a fair maidens true wish upon me, I have choose to keep.

 Among the Stars reborn again both you I shall surly meet.

 For true love is the oxygen of both man and stars you see.

Feeding the fires of passion in our hearts to forge its scared key.

Once forged in the Stars now and forever you shall be with me.

 The Druid King

Love Slave: Written in Brown Mackerel Tabby ink.

Love Slave: Written in Brown Mackerel Tabby ink.

As I went to fix the coffee peculator, a little demon did Appear.

She looked up at me with sweet and begging eyes so Clear.

So I said perhaps I will fix you something Later.

My sweet little round tailed Alligator.

And she replied, but I'm so hungry Now.

You mean old Crocodile.

Now I have a heart of Stone.

But it melted like a buttered Scone.

The little mavin was so Brave.

And in chains of love I her Slave.

The Druid King

Dedicated to Polie a stray brown mackerel tabby, who was so afraid and this year has become so brave.

Copwrite July 14, 2011. George King