Merlin's Prophesy Poem by S.W. Clark

'Merlin's Prophesy'

A ghastly defeat
without honor or pride
leaving rubble and rust
gone are the days; forgotten.
With firm posture, standing securely
alone upon the misty hill and peering beyond a valley of dread.
He shouts to the land with arms raised to Heaven:
'Numb and null
you useless field
This Disgrace you bought
Fruitless to yield.
When the mist has scattered
and waters washed the sin
only then can you have pardon
and new life begin.
Your plains shall moan
your grass shall weep
all who lay there
shall in no wise sleep.
Seeds will spoil or
by sun will bake.
So, come, seek mercy
and revenge forsake.'
'By Earth and cloud this I witness.'
Then as the wind sets a mild breeze over sullen brow
Merlin lowers his head and whispers to the ground,
'Ever learned, O' man, unconcerned.'



'The Fowl Curse'

Pages were turned and the wizard pondered
renditions of the clever verse
Noting coarse lines of mystical rhymes
and there found the fowlers' curse.
Ancient crisp leaves read of Parson's brew
he pondered with intent to fulfill
the corvine lore of darkened wings
which made flight with devious will.

'Adonan-zelotan, fly up and
with zeal fan
winds' stream with my dream of doom.
Consult and with might plan convulsive destruction
on those who oppose your room.'


At twilight,
a rumble.
how the earth did tremble! !
With strength the fierce creature arose.
Angels did hide
and
Demons cried
for the victim Adonia choose.