The Sky is clear.
The Stars are Bright.
The night is cold.
But my Soul is lite.
Walking the Ley.
In Bright Stars Light.
Moon Rising
TDK / The Druid King
(c) George King 2014
Banner
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Bright Stars Light:
The Sky is clear.
The Stars are Bright.
The night is cold.
But my Soul is lite.
Walking the Ley.
In Bright Stars Light.
Moon Rising
TDK / The Druid King
(c) George King 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
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
If you enjoy or hate my work, please click on an ad in the Blog it helps feed the Cats and us.
Thanks in advance. GK
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
If you enjoy or hate my work, please click on an ad in the Blog it helps feed the Cats and us.
Thanks in advance. GK
Monday, January 6, 2014
Epiphany:
Bankers from Afar.
Betting on a rising Star.
A new way to trap the People.
Keep them Slaves of Faith.
To Kings in the Steeple .
Just more two legged Sheeple.
TDK
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Light Magick:
Candles burn, hot photons flow.
In LED's Electrons jump and let Photons go.
Witches words weave the Spells they all know.
It's all just quantum bits in a Cosmic Show!
TDK / The Druid King
(C) George King 1-1-2014
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
The Look:
Odd vibes on the Ley tonight.
Death and Hungar were in his eyes. They burned with pain and sorrow from paths of Hell no sane person would ever wish to know.
So Hot and yet so Freezing Cold, They showed a soul so very very old. That had walked the Fires and Frozen Lands that few ever come back alive or touch Green Grass and Spring again.
Yet looking into them you felt no fear for somehow you knew these forces still burning freezing and very much alive were bottled in Diamond Glass sealed with Titanium will that only the oldest of the Adders carried in their fangs.
The more you looked the deeper you fell spinning into the Vortex that promised a most sensuous hell with additive passions even a Fae could not turn away.
Should one just partake the smallest taste. You grasp for breath and gulp the air.
Thinking you have escaped then you realize he looked away to free you from --- what?
That question will haunt you as long as passion still lives in Body and Sou.
TDK / The Druid King
(c) George King 12-11-2013
Death and Hungar were in his eyes. They burned with pain and sorrow from paths of Hell no sane person would ever wish to know.
So Hot and yet so Freezing Cold, They showed a soul so very very old. That had walked the Fires and Frozen Lands that few ever come back alive or touch Green Grass and Spring again.
Yet looking into them you felt no fear for somehow you knew these forces still burning freezing and very much alive were bottled in Diamond Glass sealed with Titanium will that only the oldest of the Adders carried in their fangs.
The more you looked the deeper you fell spinning into the Vortex that promised a most sensuous hell with additive passions even a Fae could not turn away.
Should one just partake the smallest taste. You grasp for breath and gulp the air.
Thinking you have escaped then you realize he looked away to free you from --- what?
That question will haunt you as long as passion still lives in Body and Sou.
TDK / The Druid King
(c) George King 12-11-2013
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Fortune Cookie
Cookie not very good to eat.
Message make you want to weep.
Paper give you indigestion.
Throw away is suggestion.
(c) George King 2013
If you enjoy or hate my work, please click on
an ad in the Blog it helps feed the Cats and us.
Thanks in advance. GK
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Child of the Oak's Moon.
Spring's play is Winter Pay.
Sap has gone to Root.
Winter's Coldest yet to come.
Perhaps a child for Fairies Queen.
Eyes of ice and heart of stone.
Frigga's Tears can not atone.
Fair Badar's Doom.
Mistletoe on Loki's evil loom.
Beware of the child born on Oak's Moon.
Moon Rising
TDK
Coprright George King November, 2013
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)