Joan the Wad


"Good fortune will nod, if you carry upon you Joan the Wad"

Joan the Wad

Deep within the shadows cast by the
Light of the billowing harvest moon
A green wispy flame
Is dancing along the ancient silvery
Illuminated secret pathways
That border the misty granite moor.

The green flame-like torch
A Faery incandescent glow that
Guides us ‘cross the
Peaty bog, through rushes green
Shimmering in the crisp
Gwynngala moonlight
The invisible Queen
Liminal Joan, dances
Through the weave of time.

Veiled in sylvan silver light
Her torch illuminating
The landscape of dreams
Where fantasies manifest
And all seems topsy-turvy
In the moonlight, on the moor.

Hand maiden of Nature
Moonlit messenger
Torch-lit track ways, lined and guarded
By her Fae-folk, just a foot-fall away
Glistening, shimmering, glittering
Dancing by the snaking singing river
The flickering light of her torch
Safely guiding us through the
Eternal and ceaseless dream.

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