#dramaticpoetry

And so when they met again

he thanked her for her counsel

and for telling him her exciting life

as a bardic minstrel.

The fairy told her his song

The song was a perfect piece.

It made Idony cry

and it was hard to cease.

It spoke of a person

who wanted to be free

but freedom is everywhere

but it’s just hard to see.

Love helps it appear

and Love is everywhere

and how we are like small children

always in It’s care.

And how it was Providence

that he found at last a friend

“I love you Idony”

said the Green Man Dorian.

Idony knew right then 

that she had him at last

in singing her response

a magic spell she cast.

She wavered but a moment

but she knew she must

finish breaking the fairy’s

desperate bid of trust.

So inside of her voice

there was no longer any guilt

in breaking the friendship

together they had built.

He listened to her and felt

that he was entranced.

But he couldn’t speak and gave her

a suspicious glance.

He felt that he was being

led so very far away...

and out of the river wood

in which he was to stay.

He didn’t seem too scared

for he knew he was naive

and there was no time now

for his own life to grieve.

For now he was entranced

and there was nothing he could do

The sorceress sang back to him 

“I love you too”

The magic that he had 

was now mixed in with hers.

He wasn’t careful and now

she was finally his master.

She led him to the edge

the Lord was waiting there.

a borderstone had been moved

he gave a bitter glare...

The Lord said to the Lady

“You may stop, I want to speak

to the woodland fairy man

this magical, green freak...”

The Lord then said to Dorian

“I know you’re powerful

so give me all your magic

I think you will be grateful.

For my research has found

that this will make you free

and from this sylvan land

you will be free to leave.

So transfer your power

into my willing hands

It will be different now

because I will own the lands...

If you don’t, my sorceress

will cast your sorry self out

because my high-born worthiness

you did come to doubt”

Dorian said unto the

ruthless, evil Lord.

“Long I have known, sir

that you’re rotten to the core

and long I have known 

I always could transfer

to another worthy being

all my magic powers...

but I could find no one worthy

to resign my powers to

but of everyone I’ve seen

the least of all, is you

though I longed to leave

this forest territory

now I change my mind

for God’s greater glory

You both think you’ve won

and left me with no choice

she may withold my power

but I still have my voice.”

The Green Man screamed a scream

one long and stunning yell

It sounded like a demon

From the darkest depths of Hell.

It shocked both pairs of ears

and the sorceress collasped

and all of her control

on Dorian relasped.

They stayed where they were

they were too scared to move

and their great cowardice 

that day did prove

They got onto their knees

and begged him for his mercy.

And he showed it to them:

He turned them into trees.

He turned them into willow trees

right where they were at.

He told the people who said

they liked them there like that.

The land was was you’d call

a dominion isolated.

So no one told the King

but word got out instead

that he had abdicated

and his “nephew” took his seat

the people put him in, 

for he was not a cheat.

It took quite a bit of work 

but they saw that he was good

and so they moved the castle 

into the deep and wild wood.

Everyone agreed that he

should be their new Lord

Who ruled kindly and wise

and never by the sword.

His friend the priest then helped 

to put his good friend in.

And he was known thereafter

as the Green Lord Dorian.

He was not completely perfect

but he was kind and just.

His dominion then prospered

‘cause in God he placed his trust.

In time he met another girl

and he fell in love with her

this love was not like the first

for this love was much deeper.

She worked as a musician

and a professional singer

for she really was a bard

and so he married her.

He split half of his magic

and this to her he gave

Julia loved him very much

for she knew he was brave.

They had many children

a half-fairy family

and he lived out the rest 

of his days happily.

Dorian was no longer

secluded and alone.

but he put upon his crest

a single antler bone.

to always remind himself

of the Devil’s trickery

and to always be opposed

to dark needless cruelty.

To be a guardian against

All the devil’s worldly lies.

And of all his persons and works

we must recognize.

Also of God’s goodness

of our Good Father above 

for all true magic power

comes directly from His love.

Thus, I end my story

please go your merry way

Good bye, farewell, goodnight

and finally, good day.

The End

The next day was Sunday

This day he was to rest

and he composed a song

he considered it his best.

The Priest thought he would visit

and he brought Communion

so the fairy might receive it

and the priest went in and then

he found that Dorian

was as happy as could be

he was in his usual

prized mulberry tree.

He greeted the Father

and received the Sacrament

but the Priest did not share

Dorian’s merriment.

So Dorian told him all

about the skillful woman bard

the priest did not know of her

but he found it very hard

to think the Lord had sent her

this was most unusual.

But Dorian said “Her voice-

was so very beautiful...”

The good priest felt such pity

for this secluded lonely thing

whose only true pastime

was just to merely sing.

But Father made him aware

That she still seemed suspicious

“The Lord may be a monster

cruel and loud and vicious...

But the Devil is cunning

and must be very quiet

if he is to trap his reckless

victims in his net.

Be wary of the woman

and be wary of all men. 

and pray that you are strengthened

by this Sacrament”

The Priest then said Mass

for all of the Woodland

and then he gave the Host

unto the Green Man.

He said “Remember Jesus Christ

is your greatest friend

and He receives all the

many prayers you send.”

The Green Man then nodded

feeling somewhat assured

for he did want to believe

the Good Priest’s every word”

He said “Yes Father

He answers all my prayers

For when I wanted truth

I found you over there

teaching a small class

how sin was our demise

you spoke of Christ and I-

asked to be baptized.

You taught me that God

does not always give

but requires of us trials

in which we must live.

If the woman’s stories

are proven untrue

At least I know that I have God

and I also have you.

Fairies might be race

that are not ordinary.

and I know my species

is mostly solitary

I will be alright

though sometimes it is hard

but I will do my only job

of of this forest guard.

He gave unto the priest

to take unto his parish

A freshly killed young deer

by the hunters perished.

And he made it invisible

so the priest could carry it

and he thanked the priest for giving

him the Eucharist.

A whole week went by

when there had been a murder

Some noblemen had killed

another wasteful hunter.

I don’t know what about

but some said that they

had made a sacrifice 

to the Green Man of the Fay.

When finally the Green Man came

He saw it was too late

all that was left for him to do

was of his pain placate.

Then he imprisoned all of them

in many tangled vines

He was so very furious

and he destroyed their shrine.

And so he kept in the forest

for three terrifying days.

It was his responsibility

to make them all pay

He terrified all of them

and then sent for the priest

He called them all demonic

idiotic wild beasts.

And when the right time came

he set the nobles free

and some people then arrived

to take away the body.

He didn’t have to explain

for all was understood:

They wanted to worship

the Green Man of the wood.

A compromise to do

anything that they wanted...

An appeasement to the spirit

that the forest haunted.

He felt had to get out and go

he felt he had to leave.

But most of all he wanted

was to just be merely free

He was tied to this cursed land 

with no way to get out.

The Priest then approached him

looking old and wise and stout

but then there was no easy way

to comfort him.

Because Dorian then thought

about the unwilling victim.

And he said unto the Priest

“Stay away and leave me alone!”

and out of his wild eyes

his misery had shone.

Three days came and went 

but once they had gone by

the woman found the fairy

by the emerald riverside.

The Green Man had fallen

in a deep depression

She saw this and spoke

with a sense of great discretion:

“Dorian, I found you!”

I’m sorry it’s been so long

is it still okay if I tell you

my best and greatest song?

But I am so sorry

I’m sorry for everything

with everything that’s happened

we don’t have to sing...”

But Dorian was glad to see

his lady once again

“What is your name, my lady”

asked the Green Man Dorian

and so she said to him

“My name is Idony”

and he said to her

“I’m glad you came to see me”

He sang her the whole story

with a ghostly haunting tune

He told on a night

when there was a full moon

How he was warned

by a ragged mocking bird

then chanting in the wood

he then plainly heard.

She listened to his story

for he had to tell someone.

and she never interrupted

and when Dorian was done

She gave him a big hug

she said how he was brave

for how hard he tried

to of the victim save

She also said to him:

“But let us look now

right up at the sky

do you see the trees

and how they block the light?

but whatever light escapes

is pleasing to the sight?

That’s Hope that passes the gapes.

So let us be open now

in all the trials of our lives...

Let us never despair

Let us go and live and thrive.

Let us find the golden glow

that is truly meaningful

and let us go and appreciate

all that is beautiful.”

And so she help to raise

the fairy’s spirits high

and with his beloved Idony

time flew quickly by.

When it finally got dark

and she had to go home

she was quite surprised at how

much the time had flown.

The whole day they spent

at the emerald riverside.

Asking many questions

and telling of their lives...

He gave her a flower crown

and it fit like a glove.

It was pretty obvious

that the Green Man was in love.

Tomorrow she would try

her dark and magical song

so wherever she bid him to go

he would have to go along

Why! She almost felt guilty

but she knew she had a job

and this wouldn’t be the first time

a life she had to rob.

End of Part Four

Sometimes I think that when I write

that this poem will be my last

like I will not always have my gift

and my limit’s been surpassed

Like my creativity will go away

my well will eventually dry

I am left with nothing to say

my spark of madness will die

I’m not the only one to think this

and as we type our latest works

we may always end up satisfied

and yet the doubts still lurk...

It is a pounding headache

that is a reappearing wave

it eats away the confidence

we try so hard to save.

It’s a troop of menacing goblins

That have the ability to grow...

They tell you you have no idea

on where you are to go

with sharp and gnashing teeth

and long, and blemished arms

They snatch helpless victims

and they cause us great alarm.

You feed it with your thoughts

even though you want them dead

But you cannot kill your Fears

cause they’re inside of your head.

You’re not afraid to be criticized

but you’re scared you’ll lose your art.

for the monsters we call Fear and Doubt

they want to eat our hearts

but when one feels he’s overcome

his fingers have a weight

too heavy for him to lift them up

the Monster’s have become too great.

There was once a river

that flowed through a noble’s land

with as many trees around it

as grains of seaside sand.

And on the riverside

lived one of the Fay

A spirit who sometime ago

had appeared there to stay 

His hair had tangled branches

and he glowed a grassy green

and the brilliance of his magic 

could by everyone be seen.

A spirit who was strong

He was a powerful fairy...

He sometimes sang songs

that were ghost-like and scary

sometimes he sang of magic

sometimes he sang of love

sometimes of his lonesomeness

or he sang of God above...

He spent his days  roaming

and was careful where he tread

and mourned greatly when he found

too many beasts were dead.

For he then he tracked the hunter

and would make him lose his way

and would rise sharp thorns

to prick him where ever he lay

He would make the wolves howl

and would obscure his sight

make his drinking water bitter

and just terrify his night.

The hunters had no entitlement

to kill, in the name of fun

Then to exhibit all their amusements-

would take only the jaw and tongue

they would leave the rest to rot

and find another wild victim

but could not leave till morrow-

for the Green Man would not let him.

When the Fairy’s job was done

he would sit by the riverside

sometimes he would sing 

and sometimes he cried

would stare into the water

-into the murky green

and play with the light and shadows

that composed the river scene.

Now all of the hunters

were high born noblemen

they believed that near the river

was a dark, malicious demon.

The Lord sent a priest

and the Priest blessed the stream

but the fairy didn’t run off and leave...

for he was not an evil being.

In fact, he met the priest

as he said the last “Amen”

He said to him ”Bless me Father

I’m a lonely fairy-man.

The men who sent you 

did not tell the whole story

but they care about their measure

of personal glory.

Take with you the jawbones

of many, many, deer.

and take with you the thighbones

they simply left here.

The pain and cruelty they relish

as grim trophies they gain

My job is to return the animal’s

needless terror and pain...”

He then pointed to a pile

and then another one

The priest raised his hand and said

“God bless you, my son”

He shook his head and added

“I will tell my Lord

be on your guard for he might

simply raise his sword.

He’ll bend his bow then rather

deal with these men.

For my good forest master-

they are his closest friends.

They are all known for their cruelty 

and stupid wastefulness.

As you are for your generosity

and kind unselfishness.

For when the crops were bad...

Did you not give us food?

Gathered by your very hand

to do with as we would?

I knew this holy blessing

would not cast you down to Hell

but I knew that you would come out

with your story to tell.

But you say your work

has made you a lonely life?

Why don’t you go to other lands

and find a fairy wife?”

“No Father, I can’t leave this place

I’m as a dryad tied

to the dark woodlands here

and to the flowing riverside.

When I gave food I did not cross

where the forest ends

I put them in baskets

then I threw them on the edge.”

The priest understood this

and said to him goodbye

for he knew if he left the wood 

the fairy would surely die.

The people all knew the Green man

was, of them all, the only one

who was at least bold enough

to appear in his own person.

So the priest said that he would pray

for the magical green man

and hopefully one day

the fairy could leave the land.

And so the priest took the bones

altogether, it took three trips

and he showed them to the Lord

with the truth upon his lips.

The Noble Lord seemed to accept

the good cleric’s account

he appeared to believe

and he was relieved to have found out

He tricked the priest into thinking

they were once again on terms

that the fairy and the hunters 

had their peace reaffirmed

But when the Lord dismissed 

the Holy man of God

he wrote and sent a letter to 

a famed sorceress abroad.

And, with her magic, rid him of

an evil fairy man

so he could gain control 

completely of his land.

Though he himself did not hunt

nor saw the man of Fay

he knew the many stories

and heard all the hearsay.

and he felt he owed him taxes

by living in his wood

and practicing his magic ways

for the forest’s good.

Was he not the Master?

This fairy has got to go 

The Lord alone has the right 

to lay the woodlands low

or have it live and thrive

and have the animals

live and die for-

the Lord was tyrannical.

Many complained of him

and then they disappeared.

No one had told the King

because they were in fear.

There was high taxes and the like

They were a great distance from the King.

and all the messengers were bought

to share what they were bringing

to speak to the Lord’s ears alone

he was a man who loved control

and so he hated this wild man

with all of his soul.

Many quiet days went by

till brought to the Lord

was the famous sorceress

that he sent his letter for.

He was taken quite aback

for she was radiant and fair.

She was also powerful

and she had arrived there

to consent to the job he offered

to get rid of the forest fay

who would never come back

once he had gone away.

She knew the fairy was

a guardian of green

who could not leave the land

and was seldom ever seen.

The peasants said that he

would sing skillful songs...

So a plan formed in her mind

and she believed that he did wrong.

Because the Lord told her 

that he committed murder

and he killed whoever he thought

was an animal hunter.

Next he pointed to a pile

and it was very high

It was a shocking sight of:

Bones from the thigh.

The Lord said this pile was

was from“His bone collection-

but he did not harm women”

he took care to mention.

“Lead him from the woods

and to his demise”

The Sorceress nodded.

for she believed his lies.

“And what about my payment?”

The Sorceress then asked

“Of course”, the Lord said

“Once you complete your task-

You’ll receive 500 gold pieces

along with my finest horse

I will give these to you

to be forever yours.”

She accepted her job

and she left accordingly

and walked straight into the wood

of fairy mystery.

She seemed very cheerful

inside the bright summer air

the sunlight shined down

onto her rosin hair.

and large patches of gold

danced on the forest floor.

This didn’t seem like the place

of evil fairy folk-lore...

But she also knew that these things

can all be deceiving.

So, with a clear and full voice

she started singing.

Her voice was light, but rich

it seemed like sweet red wine

as she picked her way about

the bushes and woodbine.

The forest was in bloom

the flowers in their prime

and so it felt good to her

to form another rhyme.

True, it did get darker

 as deeper still, she went

“But only of health”, she noted,

“The green forest was wrent”.

She did not even have a

single evil vibe

She felt of the woods

as the time went by...

Still she was cautious

and now she heard a sound

and she thought for a moment

the fairy she had found.

It was  only a white rabbit

that ran straight to his hole.

Assured of this, she whispered

“Just like the fairy’s soul...

One who’s seldom ever seen

and seldom ever sought

but content with being king

over a strange, meager lot.”

The Sorceress walked all the way

up to the riverbed

she was singing all the way

and she had no fear or dread.

The Spanish moss hung down

from trees like canopies.

there were shadows all around

yet the scene had peace.

“Welcome, miss. Be careful here.

and please do not fall in...

The current’s strong there, because

the rain has made it swollen.”

The woman turned around

but she saw and noticed nothing.

“Show yourself!”, she then called

“Who is the voice that’s speaking?”

“Fairies only show themselves

if they really want to”

“So you are a fairy then-

What’s the name I may call you?”

The Green Man was underneath

his prized mulberry tree

he said, “Don’t be silly, miss.

for everyone knows me.”

He remembered the priest’s words

that he had said to be aware

that this person might be an enemy

come as a woman fair.

But it had been so long

since he had had a chat.

and he felt lonely and hollow

as a abandoned empty vat.

and he could not resist

so he spoke right up again:

“But since you don’t know, my Lady

--- You may call me Dorian”

End of Part Two

There are those that see a crisis

and pretend it isn’t there

Though everyone can see

that it is everywhere.

But they think the world is fine

when it’s really crumbling

while they pass the truth they hear

as useless grumblings.

They thrive in ignorance

content with being fools

and fine to never realize

that they are the perfect tools.

They are robots for agendas

and machines of the masses.

They are the willfully blind

They don’t buy any glasses

To see through all the lies

and find a way to beat.

Cause they think that they are useless

and they can’t compete.

And so they live their lives

inside their “perfect” mind

and our world is now a place

where the Blind lead the Blind.

The Blind that lead the Blind

don’t know their history

because it’s been erased

by their Authorities.

And so the few that know

that Truth is in a Well

they guard It for the time

when it is safe for them to tell.

And when the world is done

being once again destroyed

Truth will be sought for

to live inside the void.

Oh me, Oh my, I don't know why

To you I lied and said goodbye

You cry out loud, had sleepless nights

Wishing you were here to hold you tight.

  Yes, I had regretted what I had done.

But now I know you're in good hands

You should've heard what my feeling shouts.

I hope this plan will work us out.

  I've sacrificed our love baby

'Coz I'll be gone by now, maybe?

You know we've been perfect, sweetie

Yet, I chose to lie, Sorry.

  I'll hide this trouble and leave you thee

To my bestfriend that loves you, see?

I was hurt, still I love you so

And now I'm gonna let you go..

  I'm sorry if I hid this ill

I'm dying and I love you still

I wish you'll forgive me for not telling you this,

Till death our love will bring me bliss.