Druidess Poem by Steve Trimmer

Druidess

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Sweet Druidess, thy magick truely awes me
With gentle kiss, thy potion cures maladies
On dolmen alter, or in the glen
Thy incantations, make ammends
Thy silver disk will wax and wane
Ne`er retained, I beseech thee
Bring me there again

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raul Castelan 25 June 2007

Boy, you work wonders with your words. I know that I've mention Sir Walter Scott meeting you, but what about John Donne. He would love your poems. GOOD, GOOD! ! !

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Steve Trimmer

Steve Trimmer

Manitoulin Island, Ontario
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