Epic Mythology

Snowlef laughed as she was being chased
Through the Tower of Dreams in the Reading Place
Her mother, Locke, commanded she stop
Though Snowlef didn’t until the Paniom dropped

Sintair stood frozen in time
Once again he’d stepped out of line
Snowlef watched on although she couldn’t move
Knowing full well her mother disapproved

“This is the library, children, the Reading Place
It is not a room to play and race
It is for calm, and peace, a place to relax
Not one for sudden surprise attacks!

“Now go outside to the gardens and play
I’ve extended time to give you more day
The Paniom has been set back an hour”
As the Goddess Locke controlled Time’s power

Positivity

With a clap of my hands (and a flap of my wings!) I’m generating a Butterfly Effect today. I’m sending ripples of positivity out into the world.

Emanating positive vibes growing, reaching far and wide
Keeping the levels up, Feeling Good inside
Reflections of positive energy grow
Reaching those who need them so
Giving protection where its needed most
Providing smiles and comfort and warmth

And so be it!

Hands clapped.

Wings flapped.

The cycle has commenced.

An Ache Once More…

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in time, when this blog went by a different name using the old Misty Look theme (well, July 2011, but considering this blog only started in 2010 it’s almost as waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back as one can go!) I posted this as I had a particularly bad knee that day.

I haven’t got a bad knee today, but thought it would be nice to dust the cobwebs off this old post and send it out into the wide weird web once again.

For those who may be interested, I think the rhyme worked as I don’t remember the knee aching since. Everywhere else, yes, but not the knee…

I proudly present “Ode to an aching knee

Oh, knee, I ask thee why must thou throb
Whence I stand and walk or hobble
’Tis fine whilst seated and after several steps
So why must thou caust me trouble?

A heat you bring within my leg
A warmth that’s not so fair
Whence I happen perchance to walk
A steppe or two from here to over there

I ask thee knee, nay I beg of thee,
To help me on my way
I have no need for thee to throb,
So take thy pain away.

Oh, knee, kind knee, strong knee of mine,
I’m grateful for thy support
You’re part of me so you must know
The pain that brought these thoughts

My mind it says the pain has gone
My mind says this is true
My body agrees and all is well
Apart from the throb from you.

Epic Mythology

Oggress the Gnarl hissed as she spoke
As she told the tale of the partying folk
Celebrating in style as a visitor called
To the village of Starne within painted walls

She described the need for the maiden fair
Held by the prince due to her hair
He’d visited Intlock, Grantala, Dassoov and Sound
And in those places no maiden was found

The largest village was the prince’s last hope
Before searching the hamlets of which the villagers spoke
Oggress heard the prince say he’d never give up
As she swirled the dark liquid within her deep cup

K’Sandra sat opposite, hungry and enthralled
Watching the events through her crystal ball
They both watched on as the prince shouted with glee
“Fair maiden I’ve found you, so you must marry me!”

Bridging the Gap

This post
Has been deliberately inserted
To bridge the gap
Between Tuesday and Sunday inverted
Monday’s post was due to appear
But the stream of consciousness had other ideas
The time was right but the words were wrong
But that’s no need to burst into dance or song
The gap is bridged, so all is fine
Continuity goes on and so does time…