Beyond the Mirror Blue
Won’t you leave your room and loom
and join me down to Camelot?
The curse is not what you think. Trust me.
The only curse is forever pining as
a different life rides daily by.
So come with me. We’ll be quite the talk –
Captain Sunshine and the Lady.
We’ll sing Tirra lirra by the river
and with the wind at our backs
we can become the wind. Trust me.
If we should die, we’ll die lovely-faced. And they’ll weave stories about us, calling us true believers.
If we should die, we’ll die lovely-faced. And they’ll weave stories about us, calling us true believers.
Beautiful take on “The Lady of Shalott”! I love these two lines, especially:
“The only curse is forever pining as
a different life rides daily by.”
Hi, Abbigail. Thanks so much. My youngest daughter’s middle name is Tennyson…
That is even more excellent!
Ed Cyzewski suggested you blog, i’m glad to find it! Thanks for your poems!
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