Sunday Scribbling 297: Fairytale
the depths of which
cannot be plumbed
the heights
cannot be scaled
a wilderness
so desolate
imagination pales
yet we the three
adventurers
move on though
pushed by gales
that blow from north
and south and east
and even from the west
but we the three
adventurers
push on to pass
the test
through perilous trail
through cliff and cave
blizzard blinded
onward quest
for we are three
adventurers
brave and strong
and true
though trials and fears
are real my friends and I
will follow through
And later
when the treasure found
we’ll pass the bottle
round and round
and by the fire
burning bright
tell tales throughout
the starlit night
as sparks rise
high and higher still
we’ll laugh and drink
and eat our fill
for we are three
adventurers
home safely warm abide
until the next
we journey forth
the stars our only guide
so merry now
and merry then
and merry come what may
the call to quest
rings loudly out
adventurers obey
image credit: Mobius Cave by Clint Cearley
“So merry now and merry then and merry come what may,” that sounds a lot like my youth so very many years ago. Stunningly evocative writing with equally effective illustration.
This rings so true for all those who have, over time, pushed the boundaries of exploration forward and yours has a happy ending…
I enjoyed reading this:)
xx
This prompt was made for you..your song felt like a nod to Tolkien..and I would love to be in that adventurous band of three..tagging along..virtually at least..Jae 🙂
and won’t we have a time?? 🙂
Dee,
Wise travelers three at this time of year, yet also the three adventurers in this household all bid you wonderful travels. This poem warms the heart…thank you.
Tina
thank you to all three travelers in your household 🙂
nice story about explorers
Oh this was gorgeous Dee. So well done!
Beautiful, Dee. If ever a poem was meant to be read aloud, this one was. Ready to start a podcast?
definitely a read aloud… !
definitely a read aloud!