Ballad For She Who Sings Our Light

Inspired by, and written for lightsong

Forest of song as swords of light
are thick with life and words,
those deeds of valor wield might
so sung by singing birds

who fly on notes such fairies write ~
sharp lyrics lay so flat
reflecting thought not wrong, but right
as justice tries for that;

for truth can fly on wings we heard
though trebled clefts bring fright
so listen with your heart assured
that magic can take flight

to cast a spell that speaks of peace
across love's habitat
we'll find the tension, then release ~
we sit and have a chat

'bout how to get all war to cease ...
ideas time gathered,
we rest on hope makes hate decrease
composed by truth concurred.

Then plans were made to take the fight ~
she phrased a masterpiece
fay forged a sword that sharpens sight ...
love's tempo does increase

as hearts that beat will see combat
strong faith does evil spite
wherever music ... heavens at,
so passed to Earth for sprite

to harmonize in fifths and thirds ~
contrive a peaceful piece
that carries love on wings of birds
with notes as soft as fleece

she sang her name as day turned night,
took wing on words that stirred
our courage versed makes war on blight
an army not deterred

by evil sought, nor swayed caprice
revealed truth begat
from words as swords, one blade apiece
light's loving diplomat

found strength in all, her need deferred
to soldiers who recite
her poets watched her fly on peace ...
blew stardust kisses bright.

Then in mid-air, some thought occurred
for when she called moonlight
a chorus rang her name unheard,
"Fay Fairie Gouwnie Sprite!"

2022

Author's Note

This is inspired by lightsong's beautiful poetry, and her reviews of my poems and other's that I've read. It was triggered by a message she sent me last week where she talked of the Fifth Heaven and gods wielding swords. (I think that is where miracles twinkle) Her name, her poetry and her truth felt right for a ballade. The origin of the name? I was embarrassed to learn I had been spelling her name wrong. To make light of it I started calling her Gouwnie.

Gouwnah sings songs of truth and love and beauty. Her words for ours are encouraging and inspiring. She really is our general in a war waged with words. Battles won with truth and love and beauty. She sings our songs in loving light! I have recently mentioned how if an army of poets could march on to the senate floor and recite our poetry, tears would wash the sense into them all. I can see lightsong at the lead with a sword of light!

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I couldn't have said it better, and I totally agree. Much of her work inspires love and hope. These two most important virtues of humanity we yearn for. It is what this world needs more than anything during these trying times. Her arts represents the voice of a world in poetry. And just how remarkable this world wide community of professional writers here at the Cafe is of both importance and value to the universe. Nicely penned tribute William.

[William Michael Reeves]

I wish I were one of those professionals Carlos. If you know how to make money with words I'm all ears! I'm just happy to be able to share with poets like you and her. You have been as encouraging and inspiring as shewith your poetry. (and interesting notes) the opportunity to write with, and for poets around the world is a priceless experience!

[Betty Hermelee]

A tribute to a dear poet who inspires you with her strong and well cradted words..there should be no wars ,but peace and love instead...she is subtle about her politics so much so, it is hidden in between her beautiful lines. Your tribute is outstanding.
Best, B

[William Michael Reeves]

We've been saying she spreads poeticaldust all around. Glad you found this. Her poetry does say quite a bit between the lines. Thanks B

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome WM!!!

[lightsong]

Thanks to everyone and their Sweet words about me. Love You all 💖

[Robert Trakofler]

Ghounwah sent this poem to me last week and I loved it she is a very special soul

[William Michael Reeves]

That means a lot to me to hear she sent this to you. I know you two are close friends and can appreciate her inspiration as I do. Thank you Robert!

[Cherrie]

What a beautiful job you've done, and who better to inspire us than Light.

[William Michael Reeves]

She sheds light on our words. Thanks Cherrie. I'll need to go back and check that ballad(e) you wrote that I reflected. Had a different form as I recall. Just learned there's many types and the differences.

[lightsong]

I am here now :>

I only have two wishes, to live like this until my last breath, and when the day of my passing come, to fade like Fay Sprite. the last two verses particularly touching, after the mission is done, now back to the neverland :> your poem before saying beautiful, I would say meaningful and touching, we all need this... we all need peace and love, and as poets, we all need our words. we must keep bringing the light to everything matter what, no matter how darker the world becomes... and You dear Bill brought all the lights to your page here, we, not only me, should be thankful for You, it feels as if You are calling... and all answered.

Thank You with bunches of Sprite's wondrous poeticaldust, and lightful breeze of miraculous hymns ✨🎶✨

[William Michael Reeves]

Your words for mine ... lift my heart and pen again! I like that description of poetry as calling. It's like we are all calling to each other. So sung by singing birds. I liked that line, as cheesy as it is. I liked many things about this poem for you. The whole thing is three sentences. Tried to use as few of those commas you don't like and let enjambment do the job. The rolling rhyme pattern. I almost got all my subject in there on the musical staff. I wanted to have Johnnie wielding a sword but, no offence to him whomever he is, the name just wasn't elegant. Was going to rhyme that with Gouwnie, but my end came clearer and clearer in the truth of what I was writing in your light. A song inspired by your song.

Maybe that's what's wrong with me. Sniffing too much poeticaldust!

[lightsong]

Oh of course! If I wanted to use some name it won't be Johnnie! It should be poetical, musical and magical as my name ;> and yes thank You for not putting him here, this is MY poem about MY song :>

as for the sniffing, as long as You have a spirit (which is forever) You will be sniffing poeticaldust... That's the truth and reality of Bill ;>

P.S, I love commas (to use them as I WANT 😆🤣)... they just give me headache of confusion sometimes, no help about it 🤷🏻‍♀️

[lightsong]

Before You ask, TYPOS 😂 and added the P.S.

[William Michael Reeves]

Up early? To bed late? My reality is enhanced by your stardust. Blown from tomorrow to fall on me today.

[lightsong]

Wake up in the middle of the night 2:40 am now to a headache (not the comma's kind) and stomachache. Not nice!

[William Michael Reeves]

You need a distraction. Probably why you're here. Find a good read. Write some beautiful thoughts. Sniff some of your own dust.

[lightsong]

When the laptop is fixed 😂

now we have a rhyming poem about midnight headaches 😂😂

[Robert Haigh]

A fine poetic tribute to a very fine poet! Bravo!

[William Michael Reeves]

Thank you Robert. I'll take a poetic bow and conduct the symphony on a hike through the woods to hear the fairie sing!

[lightsong]

Oh my! I'm humbled, smiling and blushing..... I didn't know You've posted it. I will leave my decent review in another one!

[William Michael Reeves]

I just added a couple tidbits to the notes so read 'em again.

[lightsong]

I WILL! and probably by today (12:53 am here) will leave You my decent review... I'm starting to lose my head and should sleep sooooooon...

[William Michael Reeves]

Yes, sleep. Healing! Maybe that'll help with the identity crisis you're having with your avatar.

[lightsong]

OMG😂😂😂😂 You are always so funny 🤣