once upon a forest dwell

blackletter ink on oldid parchment she wrote,
whlist she rode on a white
mythical beast,
 
it stood still for the grass feast,
 
the green stuff woven into the life of
the forest, into the life of
the earth
 
this grass came from the beards of 
leprechauns,
 
long grass grew like long hirsute adornments grew,
 
from whose roofs of their mouths came 
the Gaelic irish, much like the 
roof of the forest;
 
she a poet was, penned about “ofer hronrāde 
hȳran scolde& egsode eorlas, 
Syððan ǣrest wearð”
 
watched the soft wind hand move 
the grass, move the wildflowers,
 
her world smelled of ladyslippers and 
forget-me-nots, watered by tears
of distant lands,
 
after, she crossed the gôd cyningwith 
fingers tight on 
mythical beast
 
in the þrym ġefrūnon, a king
learned about the poet, Oftdid 
Scyld Scefing of scather threats
 
on horses mount,
 
galloped with thunderous hooves, 
 
she whispered to a white
mythical beast, traveled over
the whale-road to see
 
the sea,
 
all things mysterious and unsurveyed like hidden, grassy fields
 
she sees the tall, majestic sailor sail,
smells the sea, feels the blue sky,
flies through the mystic,
 
passed throughfirmament clouds,
found the frover abode in a year
called ɮɮ, then she was but ʒ
 
found a forest dwell,
lived the happily ever after,
once upon.
 
 
Copyright © 04/12/2012  Ðark Ṝoasted Ƣoetry®
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