Shade 61: Shouting from Olympus

Silence sounds different here
No wind no water no trees
It’s so imposing to the ears
So much so you won’t believe
I want to yell but I’m afraid
That if I try no noise I’d make
Maybe this is what deaf sounds like
Where the silence never breaks

Shade 60: Hall of Doors

Where did yesterday go?
And when did it become today?
Nothing has changed, has begun or has ceased
So what does my calendar say?
I’ve been working here hard and I do not recall
Ever being away
I swear it was yesterday last time I checked
So when did it become today?

Shade 59: In Search of Curiosity

I look for mystery but it’s harder to find
I look for a place I haven’t mapped in my mind
But there are roads through the forests and planes in the air
Light switches in caves and tourists everywhere
All the species have names now and shows on TV
With this supposed knowledge comes monotony
Where is the romance adventure and awe
It inhabits this world no more

Shade 58: Champion

The brave man wanders naught without purpose or plans for a goal
The wise man lets nothing disrupt him that he cannot control
The strong man survives in the desert when all lifelines run bare
The great man assembles a following where no one before was there
The smart man knows the right answer by feeling alone
The sure man triumphs completely without e’er being shown
The bold man raises quick his voice at injustice in the land
The noble man quells intense disputes not needing to raise a hand
The just man protects and projects his ideals and backs them with sacred fire
But a man must be all these men to forge his immortal empire

Shade 57: Queen Mab

Come to me O nymph and sprinkle dust upon my head
And take me from this waking world with haste
I desire not the doldrums that this world of day possesses
So come to me there is no time to waste
For when you come to me O nymph you show to me a place
So wonderful I dare not try to explain
You show to me a kingdom that’s entirely my own
And exists in the recesses of my brain

Shade 56: Drinking Song I

Let the stone hall ring
With our song, with our song
Let our hearts take wing
Come along, come along
Brother, join our merry throng

Be you warm enough of head and heart
Be you haughty men or frail
Ringing nice and clear with our booming cheer
Brother, fill your stein of ale

We’re a welcomed lot of good repute
We are thoughtful men and true
So sit right down let your sadness drown
Brother, here’s a toast to you

Let the stone hall ring
With our song, with our song
Let our hearts take wing
Come along, come along
Here you are, here you are we sing
Brother, join our merry throng

Shade 55: Moonshine Revelers

In the clearing of the glen, when the moon is shining full
The silent trees make refuge in the quiet summer dark
Fireflies go flickering through the undergrowth
And light the forest glen with their erratic yellow sparks
As the pale moon waxes high above the shadows take their form
And the little sprites of midnight come to be
Dancing through the thicket making worship to the moon
Swirling magic through the darkness in their nightly revelry
No man has ever caught a sight or even heard a note
Of the dulcet minuet that is the ritual of the nymphs
If you stray these glades at midnight though be wary for they say
You are stuck for all eternity if you merely catch a glimpse