Sunday 3 April 2011

The Morrigan

I have a passion for Irish folklore and so wrote The Morrigan....She is a goddess of folklore who appears to those on battle grounds just before death..she is also the goddess of fertility and I like to think thats why she let Paddy live......

 THE TALE OF Paddy O:Rourke

 I lay on blood stained battle ground
with perished comrades groaning sound

 

crashing swords,as knife hit knife
what hellish place to lose yir life

 

and closed my dying tired eyes
amidst the fighting warrior:s cries

 

for reason still unknown to me
i open eyes ,before me see

 

a woman , taking form of crow
appears in times of wrath and woe

 

at time of death releases soul
in raven feathers black as coal

 

she whispers in my ear… goodbye
i scream at her don’t let me die

 

oh morrigan please let me live
my meg ,a child i want to give

 

she stares then smiles,.. then walks away
and lets me live another day

 

she spared this merest mortals life
returned to land returned to wife

she comes at death takes bravest men
but let me live,raise children ten

 

the morrigan,a goddess queen
on battle ground that day i seen

so now on newest eve of year
to  Morrigan i raise a cheer

 

and if on roofs there’s ravens sat
wish them good morning then tip my hat

© eliza 2010

4 comments:

  1. What a nice poem! thanks for sharing.

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  2. I really enjoyed that! Thank you.

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  3. nice poem. the painting is a little bit scary for me. hehe
    By the way, I really like your blog, so lovely. Definitely going to follow you! :D
    http://misskatv.blogspot.com

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