Maid of Moira, meek and mild
High Olympus’ holy child
From idyllic fields you fled
Earth-bound beauty, born and bred
‘Midst the Midlands’ mining hills
Bleak as Blake’s satanic mills
You did plant sweet faery feet
Where the Earth and Heaven meet
Maid of Moira cast your spell
On my disenchanted hell
Part me from my pining pain
Smile upon me; send me sane!
In my moonlit twilight days
Shed on me love's ravished rays
‘Neath the stars you’ve left behind
Kiss me into my right mind!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 28th, 2018 05:33
- Comment from author about the poem: for my sweet maid of Moira
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Blue-eyed Bolla,
A beautiful write for your “Maid of Moira”!
An enjoyable read! Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
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