Tag Archives: Folk Song

Bardic Study – Waltz of the New Moon…

Posted on January 9, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Another one of Robin’s early efforts. When invoking the  Bardic Spirit there are not too many candidates around, unfortunately… For a spell, this was my all-time favourite song ever, if only for its helter-skelter whirl of minor-key madness… * … Continue reading →

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Bardic Study – The Iron Stone…

Posted on January 9, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Another early song from Robin Williamson. Not too much to interpret, perhaps, in this offering. Just a straight forward description of the finding of a stone, which we are bound to assume is the account of a true story. … Continue reading →

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Isle of Emain… Stuart France

Posted on July 5, 2019 by Sue Vincent

*  A far distant isle lies in leagues fifty-thrice over the ocean to the west larger than Erin, twice. * Many faceted Emain encircled by sea rising from tide into sky an ever wondrous beauty. * On the fair isle … Continue reading →

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Flames of the Fire-Drake… Stuart France

Posted on April 7, 2019 by Sue Vincent

* “All the elements can be used to ‘scry’,” smiled the instructor, “but fire is the most difficult because the flames flicker so quickly. To get you started we’ve freeze-framed a fire to give your vision the chance to keep … Continue reading →

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Forever Falls… Stuart France

Posted on December 4, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* I was here When Ronald took the hot seat. I watched from afar, Appalled, When he called Diana, David And stumbled over lines which in His day of hay He would have chewed like baccy. Continue reading at Stuart … Continue reading →

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Beginnings… Stuart France

Posted on April 26, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* The glories above were unamed. The word for that world beneath, unuttered. Source and time, unfettered, merged… From the mingling waves-of-water came mud and slime. Enshar and Kishar, twin halves of the globe, shone out of them. Reblogged from … Continue reading →

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Something Weird… Stuart France

Posted on October 20, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … happened to the Fox pictures this year. ** But I had better let the photographer explain… * * It may just be… * * That someone or something is trying to communicate. Source: Something Weird… | Stuart France

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Red Rufus (5.9) … Stuart France

Posted on October 12, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* They even have their own beer. It is a brew of high distinction and no little kick. Mister Fox… Source: Stuart France

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Flames of the Fire-Drake… Stuart France #writephoto

Posted on February 13, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* “All the elements can be used to ‘scry’,” smiled the instructor, “but fire is the most difficult because the flames flicker so quickly. To get you started we’ve freeze-framed a fire to give your vision the chance to keep … Continue reading →

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Forever Falls… by Stuart France

Posted on November 20, 2016 by Sue Vincent

* I was here When Ronald took the hot seat. I watched from afar, Appalled, When he called Diana, David And stumbled over lines which in His day of hay He would have chewed like baccy. * Continue reading here

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