In stories that the elders tell
the heroes get all the glory
you know about the salmon and the well
but these tales all fit one category –
the hero remembered for great deeds –
but never the creature for her prowess.
Well, Fionn can have his hero feats
but do not forget the wise salmon goddess.
Though myths recall my hazel wisdom
no songs are sung these days about
my cool and watr’y kingdom
or how a wise – and female – fish could scout
the fairest and bravest of the nation
to grant the world’s vast gathered knowledge –
Am I forgotten and forsaken?
I ask you, so, to make this pledge:
creatures, like heroes, must be respected;
for you cannot know which among us is enchanted.
A poem for NaPoWriMo day 21 in the voice of an arguably minor character from the legend of Fionn mac Cumhaill.
not gravity but rippling time-space keeps us here, spinning a blue path through sparkling stars, like Black Cat fireworks lighting infinity with millennia-old shock fire, nothingness stretches thin, coils tightly and returns, its speed relative, meaningless in the expanse of space marked by clock face hands spinning, the expanse of time marked by echoes of ancient beginning
The title for this piece (and the inspiration) was pulled from this article about the 100th anniversary of Einstein’s theory of relativity.
I came before the day had risen, new,
the low green hill lay in silence measured,
its gentle rings still draped with misted arms.
Upon this green, kings have taken up arms
have stood on high and watched as each new
age has eyed their domain with motives measured.
Each blade of grass has been acquired and measured
no one comes here now to spread wide their arms,
to breathe in its ancient magic, to soar a-new.
But I, I stand before you new, reborn, waiting to be measured, to be welcomed into your enchanted arms.
This is my first attempt at writing a tritina. I’m still working on a fuller sestina. It’s a great challenge and I would welcome your constructive criticism as I’m still learning about how to work within these constraints. I’m sure that the issues I had with this piece are reflected in the longer one.
she brings the light of wisdom
for all who seek the truth;
she opens the darkness
so that we may better understand.
Raven, Copyright Silverleaf 2014
Raven 2, Copyright Silverleaf 2014