I don’t normally post my poems on line, but I was inspired by the setting sun on the way back to Nottingham from a weekend in York.  The funny thing about poetic inspiration (Awen) is it can hit you any time, last night as the train was passing a vanilla sky and bare woodland, it suddenly got my Bardic side flowing.  I’m dedicating this to Tatterhood who is not well at the moment and as she’s a fan of all things Elven (Elvish if you’re a Tolkien obsessive), this might at least give her a smile:


Awakening trees, skeletal fingers, open,
Embrace the golden sky.
Amid the haze of dew before the day
Is spent.
Our star, a flaming, blazing peach sinking to
Milky lavender western sky.
Springtime’s kiss stirs the icy touch of
Winter’s last air.
Haunted by the eyes of Elven-kind.
Silent watchers in Nature’s domain.
We see them not, we invite them not,
For their world is in-between night
And day.


Originally written on Monday 4th March- Last Quarter Moon.


About locksley2010

Based in the Midlands, Locksley2010 is now studying the Ovate Grade of the Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids. He is seeking to be a full-time actor, likes cats, honest people and thinks he's hilarious. Do not feed after midnight!
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One Response to Elf-Time

  1. briseilid says:

    Wonderful Locksley, very evocative 🙂

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