It's a legendary time say the ancient tales
when the dying summer sun pales
into autumn's ageing embers gold
and starlings have departed for African wold.
Yes this is that time...
So come join me tonight
at Stonehenge in moonlight,
where Summer Queen and Snow Queen meet
each seeking to in battle the other defeat.
Snow Queen's most powerful - she can freeze the sea,
with a single glance can transform you and me
into sculptures of ice with her freezing breath
and bring upon us sudden death.
So if you do come tonight
keep well out of sight
as you observe the deadly Battle of Queens,
for they never survive - any go-betweens.
But for now, the Queens are still inside
Silbury Hill, preoccupied
with honing and perfecting their weapon skills:
Summer heat versus Winter chills.
Hey - watch out...they're coming out!
Hillside spews lightening from inside out,
as two Queens arise
and take to the skies:
one in a chariot of meteorite,
the other in a rocket of ice crystallite.
Now over Salisbury Plain they clash
coming together with a fearful CRASH!
And gentle Summer is stabbed through the heart
by the glacial point of an icicle dart.
Then while she lies heavily bleeding below
into the dawn horizon's glow,
this funeral pyre to Summer's end
ushers in Winter - the Snow Queen's trend.
when the dying summer sun pales
into autumn's ageing embers gold
and starlings have departed for African wold.
Yes this is that time...
So come join me tonight
at Stonehenge in moonlight,
where Summer Queen and Snow Queen meet
each seeking to in battle the other defeat.
Snow Queen's most powerful - she can freeze the sea,
with a single glance can transform you and me
into sculptures of ice with her freezing breath
and bring upon us sudden death.
So if you do come tonight
keep well out of sight
as you observe the deadly Battle of Queens,
for they never survive - any go-betweens.
But for now, the Queens are still inside
Silbury Hill, preoccupied
with honing and perfecting their weapon skills:
Summer heat versus Winter chills.
Hey - watch out...they're coming out!
Hillside spews lightening from inside out,
as two Queens arise
and take to the skies:
one in a chariot of meteorite,
the other in a rocket of ice crystallite.
Now over Salisbury Plain they clash
coming together with a fearful CRASH!
And gentle Summer is stabbed through the heart
by the glacial point of an icicle dart.
Then while she lies heavily bleeding below
into the dawn horizon's glow,
this funeral pyre to Summer's end
ushers in Winter - the Snow Queen's trend.
What an energetic poem! I was reminded a bit of Eddic Norse stories, of which I'm quite fond, and enjoyed the liveliness of imagery. My compliments!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Geo.
DeleteThis was my attempt to write something light and seasonal...it was great fun! :)
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DeleteReally amazing and beautiful ygraine!!
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Many thanks, Gloria!
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I love this when talk about legendary times:)
ReplyDeleteI do too...so thought I'd try to write one of my own ;)
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Yes always I lo read about legendary stories:)
DeleteWow, Wow, Wow!! Amazing! Truly amazing! I love the picture too! Big Hugs ;o)
ReplyDeleteOh thank you, Stacy...so, so much...from my heart. You are so kind.
DeleteHave a Great Weekend!
Love and Hugs xxx
Wonderful one. But here, there is only summer queen. I wish winter queen come and show her magical presence hehe.
ReplyDeleteI would happily send her your way, Dumcho!
DeleteIt is absolutely freezing here today. I wouldn't mind if we had some beautiful snow, but there is only this bitter cold...
Many thanks!
Have a great weekend :)
the snow queen indeed...i hope she stops by my place...i could do with some white to go sledding you know...smiles...its quite the dramatic battle...but it is that time....and would be pretty cool to see them burst forth like that.....
ReplyDeleteHa...many thanks, Brian!
DeleteYes, I can relate to that...we haven't had snow here for two years...just this unbearable cold...time to resurrect the Summer Queen, methinks!!
Very energetic poem, and lovely photo.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Linda...I really appreciate that. :)
DeleteThat was a magnificent poem my friend, for I became spellbound all the way to the end.
ReplyDeleteSo happy you liked it, Lon...thank you so much.:)
DeleteHave a Great Weekend :)
that is so beautiful, I feel well almost guilty, but hey the other Queen always comes back, but i love what you wrote...Wow Ygraine, The Snow Queen ;)
ReplyDeleteLet you into a secret? I had you in mind when I wrote this...and you emerged victorious...this is your time, Sweetie...enjoy!!!
DeleteLove and Hugs xxx
beautiful image :)
ReplyDeleteMany thanks.
DeleteHave a Great Weekend :)
Wow ! knowing your connection to the land up there in your neck of the woods Ygraine , the haunting beauty of your epic battle between the opposing forces of nature manifesting in the legendary forms of Warrior Queens captures a mythical passion for the inevitable cycle of constant renewal - equally magnificent in their roles as eternal foes. There is a passionate yearning in your poetic vision for the storytelling of past ages and I love the way you bring the power of this clash to cinematic proportions that kindles a spirit of peaceful resignation in the reader. As a matter of playful curiosity are the remaining forces of this battle conflict representing the build up of Autumn and Spring to be fought with the majesty of Kings ?
ReplyDeleteYou are so perceptive, William...I absolutely adore all things mythic and Arthurian. I guess it does sometimes seep into my writings!
DeleteI have always found such magic in the changing of the seasons...a story desperate to be told...and this is how I perceived it.
And I do believe you are absolutely right about Autumn and Spring...there is always perfect balance in Nature, isn't there? Without Kings, the Queens would become stagnant and unbalanced...;)
Thank you so much for your very generous comment...:)
Wonderful.. Great imagery and lore..
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Anthony...so glad you enjoyed...:)
DeleteHave a Fabulous Weekend :)
oh and I love the image, atta girl xo
ReplyDeleteI was strolling through the richly decorated rooms of Hinton Ampner House and the moment I saw this, I thought of you! I just knew you'd like it...so I'd like to dedicate it to you...:) xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteThis poem connects with me on so many levels. There's the link between us and nature. There's the history and the culture. Loved it. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
That means so much to me, CiL...thank you!
DeleteHave a Great Week.:)
Only want to say I appreaciate your visits on my blogs and I wish you a great holiday season :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...it is always a real pleasure to visit your fabulous blog!
DeleteI truly appreciate your visits to mine too.
You have a wonderful Christmas also! :)
Es magia pura lo que escribes, saludos :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Boris...I really appreciate that!
DeleteWishing you a Very Happy Christmas! :)
Is it too late to wish you a merry Yule? Merry Yule Ygraine.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas too. <3