Hope Betide (Spellbound Suite)

Listen to Hope Betide by Richard Charles Stevens (Spellbound Suite)

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She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
.
She was drawn to the dawn
In the stillness far withdrawn
From the yawn of morning scorned by night’s decree
That forewarned by the moon—shorn of lustre and subdued
of applause thereon encouragement released
.
Bleak was the horizon
That she couldn’t keep her eyes on
For the bright light seemed denied of shining through
Should the sun incline to rise
Awhile the child inside her died
Then she would no assistance find
With only wistfulness behind her
Woe betide her for each skyline prized anew
Woe betide her for each skyline prized anew
Woe betide her for each skyline prized anew
.
The heavens were blue
Dressed in perilous gloom
Felt better the devil she knew
The angels were fell’d
to their ruin compelled by the swell of their lips
As they kissed Hell to tell that withheld of excel
That of dogma misspelled
Of dishonour’s mistruth
At the foot of the well
Where the worms turned—writhing
in ripening soil
amidst spill of enlivening lore
.
She blocked the spores of lips uncurled
Of flocked corrupt elite
Unlocked the pantry door—entrusted
seize of rusted key
The trusted heirloom in her keep
Foredoomed unjustly by the sheep
Was shorn of lustre—yet seemed ever keen to gleam anew
This thrust of will no spill assumed
For every teardrop sweetly mused
upon the heal of scars advanced to after care of wound
This thrust of will no spill assumed
For every teardrop sweetly mused
upon the heal of scars advanced to after care of wound
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
With the sun to come undone
of applause thereon encouragement resumed
She felt inclined to rise
Awhile the child inside reprised—reposed
disposed to throes of listlessness behind her
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
(To be seen)
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
(To be seen)
(Seen)
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
(To be seen)
With the sun to come undone
of applause thereon encouragement resumed
(To be seen)
(To be seen)
(To be finally seen)
She felt inclined to rise
Awhile the child inside reprised—reposed
disposed to throes of listlessness behind her
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
(Prized anew)
.
Her heart was a masterpiece
Such blushed her steepened arteries
The colour of her lips attested
Shade of vision double-breasted
Blessèd the provisions of a love bereft of ending
The destined friend she never left behind
.
There she awaited—
Orchestrating space and time
Invigorating braid of twine
as here the wake of dreams combined
Invigorating braid of twine
as here the wake of dreams combined
Here the wake of dreams combined
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
With the sun to come undone
of applause thereon encouragement resumed
She felt inclined to rise
Awhile the child inside reprised—reposed
disposed to throes of listlessness behind her
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
.
The palace of her mind
had pandered not to redesign
For every detail dressed reflection
unimpressed of misdirection
the crest of a wave blest of effortless brave
every dreamscape foreseen in its reconvening wake
.
There she awaited—
This one wave unbroken
A daisy chain famed
reclaimed of aeons unspoken
Her soul was ablaze
and her heart cage wide open
The wings of a butterfly
Freed from their chains
Freed from their chains
Freed from their chains
.
To be seen through the very same eyes was a prize that delighted the coulis of luminate veins
.
To be seen
To be seen
To be finally seen
To feel finally free and reliantly breathe in the kindliest breeze
That of sprightliness and ease
(To be seen)
(Seen)
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
(To be seen)
With the sun to come undone
of applause thereon encouragement resumed
(To be seen)
(To be seen)
(To be finally seen)
She felt inclined to rise
Awhile the child inside reprised—reposed
disposed to throes of listlessness behind her
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
(Prized anew)
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
(Prized anew)
With the sun to come undone
of applause thereon encouragement resumed
She felt inclined to rise
Awhile the child inside reprised—reposed
disposed to throes of listlessness behind her
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
.
To be seen
To be seen
To be finally seen
.
To be seen
To be seen
To be finally seen
.
She was drawn to the dawn
‘Neath the yawn of the moon
And La Luna ador’d
Such ado
.
She was drawn to the dawn
In the stillness far withdrawn
From the yawn of morning scorned by night’s decree
That forewarned by the moon—shorn of lustre and subdued
of applause thereon encouragement released
.
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
Hope betide her for each skyline prized anew
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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