“ I dream of Caldwyn, of merry old days I dream of the songs and fields of hay The misty old...Dreaming of Caldwyn
“Have friends not often passed friends by, In hunting fawns in different glens Returning often...Lisa
“Nightly, as in days of old, I clambered up the mossy scree To sit upon the ledge that reigns ...Old Scotia
“My fuckin ass aches as I be thinkin of her, My fuckin love, mah game had I eva peeped her...Destiny of Delight
“[This work is still being transliterated/back-adapted into the fey tongue.] Ónsë ana akroti...Dirgë ód hó Fayen
“For the director of music. With stringed instruments. Of Esmos. Once upon a time long ago when...Lament of the Fays
Pages in category "Poems"
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