The Winter Queen

A Poem by Akecheta

Poem about the Fay and War

Sit down and listen To a story of age A tale of times forgotten A legend that was made Deep in wood he lived A cabin he called home All the creatures he loved On the mountain where he roamed Now one day it came The sound of tiny bells A mere murmur to fame Wafting in the dells Faint at first it gathered These voices of the Fay All of nature listened At the setting of the day Stood now the wise old man And leaned upon the rail Dancing lights around him ran The sounds of ringing bell "Silence!" Yelled the wizard true "And tell me what you will For you give me a headache you do With your voices oh so shrill" "Oh sorry wise old one A silvery light sang out For what our Queen has done Makes us want to shout The dragon now is dead Slain by our Queen of White Upon his hide the wolves have fed Deep into the night" "The dragon is he dead? How is this to be? All to keep his head Before his might do flee" "It is true wise one what I say But if you must be sure The Queen comes here today On her way to oceans shore She will tell you all So ask her if you must How she made the dragon fall And ground him in the dust" So wait the old man did Late into the night When at last the call he bid To come and see the sight There above the river mild The Queen hovered in mist Beneath her was her stead so wild Chomping at the bit Around her danced a thousand lights Lighting all the dale Ringing sounds of mock battle fights And of how the dragon fell Fierce were all the tales that night Of valor bought with steal Thunder was their might And stout was their will All around him danced the Fay so fair Telling how the worm was felled From the lances the men did bare And how the maggot smelled The White Queen looked down Upon the Sage so old Her face as beautiful as the dawn Her eyes of shining gold "It is said wise old man You have questions of me Of dragons blood soaked in sand And how come I did not flee" The wizard looked abashed But he had to hear her say So he went on and asked How it went that day "It is true Queen so fair That I question how this be? For the dragon is so dire And all fall before his feet" "Tell me this wise one" The Queen said with a smile "Are we not better off with this done, And know peace for a while?" "Yes it is true what you say For better peace than dread So tell me how it went this day" And the Mage bowed his head So the Queen answered his doubt And pain stabbed his heart that day For her words rang out And they were not gay "An army with me came Warriors bright and fierce To rid the world of guileless bane And with lance his heart did pierce Many died upon the field Scorched by his breath Many I could not heal And I am marred by their death I morn their loss this is true For they were men of daring So give them praise that is their due For their memory is worth bearing"