Silver Ravenwolf, the author of some of my favorite pagan books, had a contest on her blog last year. She posted this picture (above) and asked people to submit poems, stories, or graphic art involving the two girls in the picture. My entry was picked as the winner of the poems, and I was pleased as punch!
I am reprinting it in case my friend Cait O'Connor stops by for a keek, and also because it's a fitting poem for this Samhain season.
I am reprinting it in case my friend Cait O'Connor stops by for a keek, and also because it's a fitting poem for this Samhain season.
The Silver Chain
The sisters lived down in the glen
Beyond the grassy plain
Fair Ellen wore an angel’s face
Her twin, a silver chain
Ellen loved the wildling Hugh
All others she disdained
Her twin was left alone to sigh
And twist her silver chain
Her fingers worked a midnight spell
Fair Ellen to restrain
She wove a silken Samhain web
With threads of silver chain
But love, the strongest magick,
Sighed out its sweet refrain
Fair Ellen wore a wedding gown
Her twin, a silver chain
10 comments:
Beautiful. It reads like it should be set to music.
When I wrote this, I was reminded of the mountain music sung by my kin up in the NC town called "Pigeon Roost". I guess the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree...
I adore this poem Marcheline and I am printing it off to put in my favourite poems file.
I agree with PurestGreen in that it would set well to music.
Stands alone as a great poem though and thank you so much for dedicating the post to me.
PS
Ellen is a family name.
woOOoooOoooo! I love creepy P.S.-es!
Glad you liked it, Cait! 8-)
Totally loved your wonderful poem.
Ballad writing is getting to be a lost art , I fear.
Came to you via my friend Bee's super blog.
Congratulations! I can see why your lovely poem was chosen!!
I have a wonderful pic of my great grandmother with a similar chain and watch pinned to her blouse.
Thanks for the lovely compliments, and I'm glad you all came by for a spell (pun intended). I am enjoying all your blogs so much, as well. Do come back whenever you can!
- M
This poem reads like some ancient Gaelic song. Wonderful. Which girl do you see as Ellen?
Ellen is the pretty one. The twin wears the silver chain.
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