The Guild Fanucci

Cinderella | Part I | Part II | Part III |
Cinderella, Part III
© 2005 George Reed
No mortal hand that made me, fashioned out of crystal clear…
No mortal hand would trade me if they felt I would stay near…
No magic can undo me as […]

Cinderella | Part I | Part II | Part III |
Cinderella, Part II
© 2005 George Reed
I am but a hearth brush and no one speaks to me…
If they did I’d tell, perchance, of wonders that I see…
I’d tell mayhap of Faerie hands that […]

Cinderella | Part I | Part II | Part III |
Cinderella, Part I
© 2005 George Reed
I am but a feather…drifting in the hall…
Where as you know last night was held a brilliant royal ball…
I drift above a gilded throne wherein sat the King…
Who […]

Anansi and the Magic Pot
© 2005 George Reed
A very long time ago, in a land long swallowed by the angry oceans, there was a clever fellow named Anansi. Now some may say that Anansi was a man, whilst others hold that he was a Spider. In truth, he was one of the Elder, Spirit-folk who […]

Falls
© 2005 George Reed
A dear friend is battling a life-threatening illness…and these words have come out….I suppose the sentiment applies in similar measure to any other good friend facing lifes challenges…
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Break of dawn…world still…enfolding arms…upon a hill…
See it rise…to the sky…earthy ills…to defy…
‘Tis a joy…to always see…upon the blue…rising green…
Rising up…magic made…from the sun…giving shade…
Out […]

On a Hill
© 2005 George Reed
My hero fell from lifted height unto the plain below
My hero dwelling far away and little did I know
Day would when I must chose between him and the right
My hero fell and I must go and walk the sleepless night
My hero counts the bitter sands and lonely vigil keeps
My hero […]

Dreams
© 2005 George Reed
In deep mountain pass on chill desert night…
A young man huddled on a trail…stiff in fright…
So brave had he been scant hours before…
When he left mother in tears by the door…
I am a grown man and care not what you say…
‘Tis time I went forth to forge my own way…
I trained with […]

Compassion
© 2005 George Reed
First spoken at the Runestone, for the vigil of Sir David Dragonhawk.
Your king has called you to His side…
A choice is offered, pray decide…
An Order waits, arms are wide…
At cross of roads you need decide…
Your deeds are many, regrets are few…
An accolade bestowed on you…
By a king whose reign will end…
This night […]

Years
© 2005 George Reed

When I first esquired to a noble knight
My heart was brimming, sword and future bright
We followed king and kin–to distant places see
And it’s been ten years since he promised victory.
Ten years of crusading to the same bitter walls
Ten years of us hating the way our fellows fall
Ten years of praying that someday […]

Where the waters run clear
© 2005 George Reed
Where the waters run clear by a great northern mere
and cities in pair meet the sky.
Where music is fine and subtle as wine
and the songs of long gone are let fly.
When a falcon may call in breaking of fall
You can hear a melody play.
It rarely is heard amid […]