Clang! Clang!
the Rudianos hurl
ooloos against rock and shield
Taranis sparks the shadow warriors….
Diord Fionn!
wandering from
Bealtaine to Samhain
across Cocidus' wild fields
ever watchful, hunger rabid
Agrona beckons….
weave the hair
and run the course
if overtaken, shame be yours
if weapons quiver, scorn is thine
if hair disturbed, ignominy
jump the bough high as chest
stoop a branch low as knees
de-thorn the paw at full pace
shadow warrior….
Caladcholg stretched
a rainbow's length
to chant the bard's canticle
Badbh's black crows ignite your blood
Whilst Fea loathes and Nemon spits
Morrigan be with you!
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