Wednesday 12 November 2008

Poetry Chapbook 12

Diverging Paths

Spells of ice and spells of fire,
spells to bind and spells to roam;
charms to lift a man much higher
runes to separate the bones.

Books of necromantic lore
keep the dead from sleeping still;
Tomes of knowledge, seeds of war –
words are chanted - good or ill.

Charms of darkness, charms of light
amulets when strength is spent --
What makes the magic black or white?
Intent.

2 comments:

aims said...

How absolutely true!

Funny that!

spacedlaw said...

Just like a knife, just like anything really.
Great.