Out there is a land, the legends tell, Where mighty dragons reign and dwell, A land so faithfully disguised That no humans laid on it their eyes. Drachonia, the legends say, The land where dragons fly and play, Was governed by the dragons’ king, Mordwywr, the one with the golden wing. King Mordwywr, the legends…
Poetry
The Widow’s Walk – A Lover’s Lament
Dear wind, do tell. Do I wait in vain Every day in sunshine and in rain? I am here to walk the widow’s walk Each day, shadowed by a seagulls’ flock. Come back to me. Come back to me. Dear wind, do tell. Do I long in vain Bowing at the ocean’s endless reign? Where…