Art "Spellbound"
By Shaun W. Kerr

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Harp Of Winter
By La Belle Rouge

she sits upon the icy shore
of winter’s frozen domain
fingers plucking sacred harp
voice singing sweet reframe
she softly plays love’s music
and only he knows her name

lonely have been the years
by choice, or divine design
he wandered in a wilderness
never hoping a song to find
then rose the lyrics of his soul
no longer lost somewhere in time

and though he could not tarry
he silently listened for a while
thinking he would give his life
just to see the fair lady smile
such was the power of her song
to enthrall, bewitch and beguile

she sang him into a state of rest
his feet so wounded and weary
but not as wounded as his heart
lost in bitter cold land so dreary
so by her fire he warmed himself
and was disposed to stay....nearly

and her song plays on and on
trailing him beyond dark seas
through shadows, over mountains
where wandering feet might please
sometimes he stops and listens
and fancies her face he sees


5/22/2009 La Belle Rouge

"Poetry, Soul Whispers"


Music "Island Of Mystery"