Will o’ wisps dancing on the moors
I want to live there where it’s quiet
Day to night a slow transition
A ceremony every day
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Moonlight bathing us in silver
Like a blanket from the heavens
While the creatures wake from slumber
The nightly party of the fae
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But maybe it’s not sprites that keep us
Safe and nestled in our beds
But something much more ancient still
That lives and dwells upon the moors
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Starlight, starfall, they’ve seen it all
While living on the rock of ages.
Ancestors of light and dark
That dreamt upon this land before
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I’d be lying if I said this poem wasn’t initially inspired by the imagery in Bugsy Watts’s beautiful Top Story ✨ Enjoy this randomness!
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Sunsetting Pride 2024
Happy Pride! As Pride Month 2024 begins to sunset, I want to congratulate every individual who has become brave enough to take control of their life and live as their authentic, beautiful self. This is a month when it highlights those accomplishments. From acceptance within families and friends to acknowledgement in the political arena. Starting with Stonewall (and events prior) leading to the Supreme court ruling for same-sex marriages. We are here, we are queer, and we should never live in fear.
By Iris Harris7 days ago in Pride
Comments (2)
This was so beautifully especially the last stanza! That was my favourite! Loved your poem!
The beauty of the moors always makes me think of "An American Werewolf in London" & "Hound of the Baskervilles".