Hearing Merlin

By skinner_jennifer

Fri, 27 Apr 2018
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10 comments
 

Unhurried,

Celtic legends

wash up on

Merlin's bay,

 

cove of mystery lingers here,

magic mixed with deep emotions

stirring in vastness of sea

with ebbing and flowing of tide,

 

clouds drifting like shrouds

cast mysterious shapes

on cliffs and rocks,

shadows linger at mouth of cave

where history and myth survive.

 

Hush! Listen...hear Merlin's

words resounding,

his voice whispers

of heartache and torment,

melodic tones echo down the years.

 

“How cruel the hand

that pounds upon me

in this my darkest

hour,

 

there are many

who think they

hold the key

eclipsed with no idea.

 

I'm everything a man should

ever be and more

as enemies lurk

round every corner,

 

always challenging,

I often wonder

in searching

sands of time,

 

of Arthur's war...

when moisture of blood

was thick with sacrifice,

sadly those who fought

never found peace.

 

Future deciphers

pursue code of

Avalon... searching

in places no man has been,

their access always denied.

 

So, come in

be enchanted,

I hope you find

what you're

looking for.”

 

 

 

 

This is a poem I wrote from the story I'm continuing to work on.

I thought it was suitable as a stand alone piece.

 

Photo by pixabay free images.

 

Certificate PG
Poem
Poems
Spiritual
Fantasy

Comments

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"magic mixed with deep emotions

stirring in vastness of sea"

wow! Look forward to reading the story

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I love that first stanza Jenny, and I'm also looking forward to your new story!

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for reading Di and your thoughts. My last story took me three years to write, It's such a slow process for me getting it right.

I'm glad you enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Very much appreciate you stopping by to read insert.

I wish I could put my story on chapter by chapter, but there are so many things going on, that I really need to finish it before putting it up. 

Anyway I'm pleased you liked.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Lovely. Just the name Merlin is magic but your poem carried off the rest of it. I wonder where your Avalon is - Somerset, Cornwell, Wales, Scotland? I think we all want to claim it.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Looking forward to seeing more, Jenny. Sounds like the rough shores of Tintagel, but who knows?

Parson Thru

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Catherine, I agree with you about the name Merlin, it conjures up so much of the myth behind this man. Don't you just love the mystery? I hope they never truely discover the  whereabouts of Avalon, although I've a feeling it's in Somerset at the Glastonbury Tor, there are so many lay lines going through that area and so much history too, but then who really knows.

I'm pleased you enjoyed reading and thank you so much for letting me know.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Kevin,

yes you're right it is the rough shores of Tintagel, the photo is of Merlin's cove, I only wish I'd taken a photo myself when I went there years ago, but sadly never had a camara on me at the time.

The cave you can see in the photo is by legend supposed to be where Merlin takes the young Arthur.

It's a wild and beautiful part of Cornwall that I would love to return to one of these days, but for now I'm enjoying writing about it.

Thanks for stopping by to read and sharing your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by PoetonaHill on

Love the magic. I guess I've inherited a Celtic loneliness that yearns for the mysterious years of the legends. Thinking about Merlin's home... Though I like to think of Avalon in Somerset, there's also Carmarthen, real name Caerfyrddin which means Merlin's fort in Welsh.  

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Poetonahill,

you are right about Caerfryrrdin and even the story of young Arthur was focused in Wales as he was growing up.

Like you I too yearn for those mysterious legends that will never be solved...thankfully!

Tennyson wrote some wonderful poetry on Arthur which I've been catching up on, he's one of my favourite poets, you can't beat the old ones.

I'm glad you enjoyed reading this poem and thank you so much for sharing your thoughts, always appreciated.

Jenny. smiley