The Phoenix And The Raven

(Henry VIII & Anne Boleyn) She strolled like a dark phantom through my mind, An ivory vision, a sleepless shade; Haunted was I, destroyed by passion, blind. The Phoenix to the raven fate did bind, Gold to shadow, a thousand days to fade, She strolled like a dark phantom through my mind. What wit, this … Continue reading The Phoenix And The Raven

Playth of Kings

I have dressed up a poem for the daily word prompt Costume The sun’s bright sooth shall shineth in the sky Anon stands the hour of mine own death Martyr'd in the playth of kings, am I I has't seen the carts of death rolleth by Those who is’t would swim ‘gainst the stream, and … Continue reading Playth of Kings