Poetry: Lord Dunsany Style for Saturday

A little something different, to evoke plenty of daydreaming and believing...

“Enchantment”

June 3, 2022 — PGG

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And the moonlit mist

It drew me

Drew me Up and through those double-doors

Through the latches and the locks

And the grass was soft, beneath me

And the dew, it came right off

…

The moon burned in ashes up

Above me

Both cold, and bitter hot to touch

It shone on shoulder

And on Archway.

Through it, I was asked to walk

Through it, I was asked to walk

…

Ivory, milky, ancient ivy

Its builders

long since turned to dust

And fathoms, silent

Wrapping 'round us

Turning iron into rust

…

And the mist-filled basin

Cauldron, curtain

Came a-rising

Up to breathe and piercingly to stare

As I walked past flagstone

Onto something

I was not sure

Was there.

I was not sure was there

…

And the curtain

hid a force behind it

some presence, old and wise and fair

And the moonlight

tore apart the cotton

A wall of towers, arbor

And despair

Dead towers of despair

…

For that mist

It simply was illusion

The illusion coaxes and it leads

It calls us

Up, from that fine slumber

To the towers,

Dark as weeds.

To the Towers’:

Darkened Deeds.

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