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Red Bergan Mar 2014
Darkness resides,
In those of dark arts.
Who never return,
To our world.

Justice hath been served,
When they die by me.

I am a Messenger of my father,
Increasing in sight.
Travelling to the Forgotten Vale,
To claim whats rightfully mine.

Dance within the darkness,
Spirit nor shade.
Relieve yourself.
Phantom.
Your death is deserved.

Fear thy Valkyrie,
I hunt for you.
One day is face to face.

Swords drawn,
Pressure raised.
Face me, creature!
Of thy darkest day!!
Red Bergan Mar 2014
The clouds danced,
Conjuring winds of destruction.
That blew across the wastelands.

Dark skies,
Ebony abd silver hues of light.
Rolling thunder,
Within the eye.
Of the storm.

They were powerful back in the day,
That day of the destructing man.

Magnitudes of power,
Rapidly increasing.
This a dark day,
For thee.

Beware thee eye,
Sense your demise and dance,
Until heavens cry.
Red Bergan Mar 2014
Remember when,
You got lost and hugged a tree?

Remember why,
You did those things?
That you weren't suppose to.

Remenber who,
Held you until you cried,
Yourself to sleep?
For a loss that was unforgivable.

Remember what,
He gave you on your day?
Of sadness and depression.

Remember where,
Those scars of unjust came from?
That night was painful.

Remember that day?
How you loved him so...
Your heart pulled the strings..
To see him slip away..

I remember..
  Mar 2014 Red Bergan
Brendan Thomas
The fields of gold
Sway in the breeze
Forests of green
Inhabited by fairies

The woodland creatures bow
Before the fairies and the trees
Who always did provide
The food,the way,the means

All did bow in homage
To the ones who rode the breeze
Fire breathing flyers
Did never burn their trees

Ominous full of mystery
These giants who fire did they breathe
Were once as plentiful as the trees
Now only do they live on
In history and in dreams
I was listening to a song I like by "Rush" and came up with this, hope you like it.
P.S.
Definitely out of the ordinary for me.
Now for years I haven’t seen him
nor know if he is alive or dead
the shadowy man who floated like dream
each moonlight on the roof surfaced!

When from my window his silhouette I caught
saw him on his voyage embark
the moon stalker day’s small-time clerk
wove a magic spell on my thought!

As the moon came over the eastern edge
silver orbed in her glorious rebirth
he would be there lost in his gaze
like a moonman stuck on the earth!

Madly his eyes riveted on the sky
in pursuit of gain unknown
as if once unmoored to her he would fly
leaving this world disowned!

Hours passed by his wonder not ebbed
eased not the moon stalker's trance
it seemed to me moon's waning he grieved
mourned dimming of her silvery dance!

Each full moon saw this unfailing zeal
on the roof two lovers' meet
his eyes sky bound till he had his fill
the moonman on earthly transit!
Red Bergan Mar 2014
Dance and sing,
And grieve no more.
Through Orion,
Find refuge from the shore.

Let courage be your Oar,
Let passion be your sail.
Wisdom and truth.
Can guide your deep hearts yearning.

Through all trevail.

Stay your soul,
And leave my heart its song.
Stay your hand,
The journey may be long.

And when we part,
And sorrows can be swayed.
Remember when,
And let your heart be staid.

Omnia Sol,
Temperat.
Disclaimer, its a song i love dearly. Sang it in choir.
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