Songs from Bard — Tessler the Jester

Tessler the Jester

The quaky wacky was no sappy

Though most found his comments obnoxious

If they had listened closer they would find sad truths

Intermingled with ironic humour

Quacky wacky was no sappy

He was a real man with a sense of vision

Telling his Lord of ensuing chaos

But the Lord only laughed and slapped him on the back

Quacky wacky could have been more tactical

Should have been less problematical

But should and could have planted their seeds

Poor Quaky must now act wacky forever more

Fallen (from the as yet unpublished 4th book in the Children of the Myth Machine series)

(From “Miya” the as yet unpublished 4th book in the Children of the Myth Machine series)

Fallen

I rebelled against destiny

So Father Sky severed my wings

And I plummeted into Mother Nature

Who chained me to her bosom

In vines dense with iron

But still I rebelled

So they gouged out my eyes

And I can no longer see the future

Now as I wander with these chains around my neck

Listening to the betrayals and laments

I grow tired

Of killing my insides

So you feel safe

I never belonged to you

Nor do I answer to you

Though I answer

And as my destiny nears its end

I will listen

I will encourage and promote

And if necessary

I will judge

Listen with keen ears and remember

If you follow your destiny

You will have the choice to return or not

But if you don’t

You will have no choice but to return

And I won’t be here when you do

  • DW

Recommendation to read Shayleene MacReynolds: Wildheartoflife.blog

The body will say what it feels; the mind will conceive of a plan based on what it sees and wants; but the soul speaks what is real.  The soul’s language is not conceived but dwells in the depths.  And it is a language so hard to let out.   I have read the word images of Shayleene MacReynolds’ over the last while and have come to realize she is speaking from the soul.

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