Middle~Earth〽️

Swathed in drifting mist and fires' smoke,
Thunderous drums as daylight fades.

Songs of ancient clans drown whispers
Of their women's woolen skirt hems,

While the dance builds, a moon eclipsed,
Blood rises this summer solstice.

A melodic cauldron is stirred,
Dulcimer strings and fidd’ler's bow,

Quickened bravado of their feet
Sway bare across long wooden planks.

Black-wing’d souls spin o’er village roofs,
Their calls carry the hearts & minds

Of warriors in the clannish hills,
Forging new swords, bathing the blades

In the falls’ crest cascading down
Toward the rolling emerald valley,

Where dragons, circ’ling low, await
The feast they know will come tonight.

Starlit eyes stare long at their flight,
Yearning a journey ‘cross the sea.

Where friends seek, darkness is at bay,
Wizards, unaware of night's crawl,

Travel through ages of magic
To summer nights, when fireworks

Shaped as the shadows of dragons,
Are the only sorcery seen.