I thought I saw a fairy fly,
Out my window in the sun,
A glitter, a flit, caught my eye,
Quick to my door I gave a run,
I think I heard a laughing sprite,
As the wind so softly blew,
The morning sun was shining bright,
With promises and magic too,
I’m sure I spied the little elf,
Lounging in a daffodil,
Happily there all by herself,
I think that she may be there still.

JDoyle

I am a restless wanderer,
And I wonder often too,
I wander where I want to,
And I wonder what to do,
I wander up the mountain,
Then I wonder what is true,
I wander down the river,
And wonder at the water blue,
I wander through the valley,
And I wonder point of view,
I wander ever farther,
And I wonder questions through,
I wander where my heart leads,
And I wonder that way too.

JDoyle

The unknown before me,
I can’t help but smile,
Adventure awaits thee,
For only awhile,
And the dark is inviting,
What lurks there in?
Let’s make it exciting,
Of pleasure and sin,
The path stretches onward,
Where does it go?
I take a step forward,
I just have to know,
Dark emerald forests,
Deep lakes of blue,
The crows chime a chorus,
And this is what’s true,
Cliffs tower on high,
The wind and storm call,
To explore the sky,
And to feel it all,
The edge of forever,
Where else would I stand?
The forbidden glyph,
Words they have banned,
A heart that is racing,
With death and with life,
Exhaustion embracing,
To dance on the knife,
The cut is for healing
And comfort will ****,
Learning, revealing,
We live what we feel,
I go with the morning,
Or into the night,
What goods a forewarning?
With adventure in sight.

JDoyle

As I step into forever,
I know there is no turning back,
It’s another new endeavor,
And the way, as yet, is black,
I think I have some questions,
Have I thought these things before?
My own confused suggestions,
About what I’ve been looking for.
Thoughts so indistinct and faded,
That before, maybe I knew.
What I wanted, what I traded,
What is best in life to do,
The horizon dark with wonder,
I hold a candle in the wind,
It’s just one step then another,
And it’s time that I begin,

JDoyle

The stones stand quiet, stained with blood,
Heedless of Odin’s eye, Noah’s flood,
The morning of memory, the dawn of time,
Pink skies were hazy, light eyes sublime,
The chants they rose up, mountains shook,
The tales fantastic, old Gods they took,
They took the children, they took the old,
They took the mothers and heroes bold,
To the land of Faerie, the land of song,
Our souls remember bright Tir Na Nog,
Cernunnos and Mother Danu,
Father Nuada, Ceridwen, Lleu,
The fair Arawn and Dagda, kind,
As noble Bridget can still remind,
Time goes backwards, forever on,
And what’s remembered is never gone,
The stained blood still beats through our veins,
Our light eyes wonder at what remains,
We read the poems, we walk the hill,
We celebrate the high days still,
And the Land of Faerie isn’t far away,
It lies in dreaming, still young today,
Where The Green Man sits on his forest throne,
And The Morrigan still calls her own.

JDoyle

Mother births us, wishes well,
Father carries us through hell,
Sets us down to hear a tale,
Of what is best to do,

Mother rations, not to much,
Father gives a guiding touch,
Sparingly, he’ll use a crutch,
You must rely on you,

Mother kisses us goodnight,
Father sets the dark alight,
Let’s us know that all is right,
And it begins anew.

JDoyle

Black as onyx,
Black as jet,
Black before me,
I can’t see yet,
Black as coal,
And black as night,
A black portal,
Away from light,
Obsidian friend,
And trusted guide,
On midnight wings,
Does wisdom ride.

JDoyle

The shadows were long across the vale
as the witch fires rose and flared,
And dreams were strange and lingering
of eyes the seduced and glared,
Shadows writhed obscenely along,
a sight that would scar the soul,
Like fingers stretching to twine in your hair,
to tangle and knot and pull,
Dark hands to ***** for life’s blood scent,
excited as hearts beat fast,
And bitten lips that quiver with lust,
wanting only a feast that would last,
When witch fires flare and the night is too dark,
Hate’s shadows come to play,
And woe be the ones who sleep in the vale,
so serene and inviting by day,
And the black breeze sings a siren’s call
as moon flowers shine in the night,
And the western moon sits low in the sky
turning her eyes at the sight.

JDoyle

I will miss you when you’re gone,
I will cry and regret my choice,
I’ll want it back when this is done,
I’ll wish I had silenced my voice,
But there is no life within this death,
And there is no hope in sadness,
I can’t forever hold my breath,
And to go on like this is madness,
Life is for living, win or lose,
And I am one to seize the day,
And though I falter as I choose,
I’ll go stumbling on my way,
I love you as the day, the sun,
I need you as the moon, the night,
But if in your heart I’m not the one,
The way away from you is right,
For inside your mind I cannot see,
And what’s in your heart I cannot tell,
I only know how you treat me,
And it is time I leave this hell.

JDoyle

All that is gold does not glitter,
But not all that glitters is gold,
The old that is strong does not wither,
Yet not all we watch wither is old,
We need darkness to see the stars shining,
From light deepest shadows are cast,
Feeling hope and despair intertwining,
For tomorrow will soon be the past,

I will dance by your coffin my lover,
Will you sing at my graveside tonight?
Not before, nevermore there’s another,
We’ll not die without giving a fight,
Though the morning sun will soon brighten,
It will bleed bitter tears on the dawn,
And the black sky will then start to lighten,
It knows well that the day must go on,

And though summer grows hotter delighting,
Could it be that before snow storms blew?
And the laughter and song is inviting,
Do the dead still remember the tune?
Somehow still, do our lives keep on going,
We’ve a candle to light up the dark,
I think God in his kindness and knowing,
Time and again he will strike up a spark,

JDoyle

Down inside black depths of despair,
Many a day, have I wandered there,
An eternal night to haunt in my dreams,
Surreal wonderings, not as it seems,
The mind loses focus, wavers and flies,
In endless abysses and starless skies,
The promise of death, it’s only reprieve
So often I have been led to believe,
To the mind in its madness, it’s a surprise,
That beaten and broken, the sun still can rise,
But red stained has a beauty, all of its own
And I know in my musings, I am not alone,
But when we are facing, those travels through hell,
We forget that our scars make a story to tell.
And life’s not for winning, there’s no succeed,
We’re here for the lessons, we’re all gonna bleed,

JDoyle

Lonely isn’t solitude,
The empty room or quiet mood,
Lonely is words of useless speech,
That get twisted, contorted and fail to reach,
Lonely isn’t watching the hours go by,
There is company in earth and sky,
It is desperately trying only to say,
Failing again, drifting farther away,
Sinking in words with nowhere to go,
They’re scattered and wasted, it’s always so,
Lonely is never the silent walk,
It only exists when I try to talk,
Softly or harshly, try as I might,
Somehow jumbled, I can’t say it right,
I’m never lonely when I’m on my own,
It’s when we’re together, that I’m alone.

JDoyle

I could say it’s the freedom,
With no one to tell me no,
And I love when I’m deciding,
Just where and when to go,

I might say it’s the quiet,
Of silence all around,
No voice to mar the beauty,
Of time without a sound,

I’ll add it’s the adventure,
When all I have is me,
There’s really nothing like it,
The wonders that I see,

But the time I spend alone,
Is when my soul can rest,
And really it’s the company,
It’s when I like me best.

JDoyle

The night is dark,
So like your eyes,
I pray for it to never fade,
The day a spark,
In jaded skies,
By a new dawn, I am betrayed,
I will not look,
Will turn away,
Eternity is endless night,
My soul forsook,
There is no day,
The stars to give the only light,
A new moon sleeps,
My time complete,
The still of the night, forevermore,
My heart it keeps,
No more to beat,
Hope belongs, to the day before.

JDoyle

Love is a poison,
Slow working but sure,
There’s no antidote,
There’s never a cure,
Hope is a long rope,
******* in a noose,
To sway and to charm,
You’ll never get loose,
Peace is a bullet,
But not shot to ****,
Designed for a target,
Hits only your will,
Hearts held in prison,
To scream and to rage,
To cry and suffer,
Our ribs just a cage,
Spit out that poison,
Cut up the rope,
Now dodge the bullet,
And find a new hope,
Freedoms a jailbreak,
I’ve opened my eyes,
And hit the ground running,
To hell with the prize.

JDoyle

And the swirling mist it rises,
To obscure the path ahead,
Though I know that it comprises,
Both the living and the dead,
For my life is but a spiral,
And what I passed will come again,
There is always a reprisal,
I am made from what was then,
So I take this next step forward,
With heart both fearless and unsure,
I know well I’m going toward,
A future that has come before.

JDoyle

There’s something about acceptance,
That really is the key,
Though often stalled by reluctance,
It’s how we need to be,
Then we can move to reflectance,
And that’s when we start to see,
From there we find transcendence,
It’s then that we are free.

JDoyle

My eyes open to morning’s light,
The glowing window shining bright,
But so indistinct the colors seem,
Am I aware or still to dream?
And I ponder long, if I should stay,
As the day dawns rose or gray,

A precious moment, rare to see,
And just to maybe hope and be,
The softest, briefest touch of death,
With a still heart and quiet breath,
And I know that, I would rather stay,
As the day turns rose or grey,

But we live to dare and dream and try,
With so little time before we die,
And we must give all we can give,
There is only, just, this chance to live,
And though I linger, I rarely stay,
To watch the day be rose or gray.

JDoyle

Time and again was history lost,
For a tyrant will reign at any cost,
Our books destroyed,
and minds subdued,
Or heroes slandered,
and spirits abused,
But hope, like life will find a way,
A light will shine, there’ll be a new day,
And hidden, kept hidden,
safely away,
Once thought destroyed,
forever to stay,
The wisdom that our ancestors knew,
They kept it for us, and never withdrew,
But waited, they waited,
through the long night,
To be revealed,
when the timing was right.
Fear not the darkness, just use it well,
And when the sun rises, there’ll be a new tale.

JDoyle

The leaves are all gone,
The wind whisks them by,
An autumnal dawn,
A cloud covered sky,
The sun’s shining bright,
The mountain stands bare,
I blink in the light,
A new day is here.

JDoyle

Blustering, gusty, winds that blow,
Twisting trees sway to and fro,
Shadows dappled, clouds are low,
The brook it babbles, let it flow,
Sunlight peeks out, all aglow,
I’m heading home but walking slow.

JDoyle