Tag: rewriting myth

As the moon slides past midnight, The star studded sky Sprinkles its diamond dust On slumbering boroughs, Unbeknownst to sylvan dells, thickets  And murmuring streams. *** Then in dreams Regal Fate Casts her stellar spell, Stepping down To kiss li’l ones, A Wiccan wand, she waves  The broken-hearted,  to bewitch, And mend teary smiles. ***…