Tasmerelda-A Fairy Tale? Poem by jon gutmacher

En Tigeray, es Tasmerelda
yearning err the Hooded Elder
and the Knight who rides in white
sighs Tasmerelda through the night

As tapestries sway back and forth
the midnight breeze comes blowing forth
the White Knight stands near hooded horror
Calling eerie through her parlor

To Tasmerelda, where she be
She sighs and moans to be set free
and White Knight stands with sharpened blade
the eerie sounds at last are stayed

Tis Tasmerelda at last
set free?

But no, he falters
the blade is stopped
and hooded in his eerie frock
The magic plays
The music strays
and White Knight falls to blood fate grave

And all is silent
Yes, all is lost
and moaning from her tower loft
cries Tasmerelda for one last time
Now mist and vines begin to climb

Eer castle, tower, all in all
the spell is woven
the gatemen fall

And all asleep forever more
in tangled garments, and vine tossed lore

Was Tasmerelda
ever be?


(2011)