The Second of May happens to be Universal Ghosts of Lovers Spurned Day in the realm of Saragun Springs. So, in that spirit (pun most certainly intended), we celebrate two of the more dangerous ladies of the moors.
(Please return next week for more May merriment)
Leila
Anne and Kathy
-1-
I saw poor Anne Boleyn with head in hand
Seeking Kate on the moors of haunted land
They spoke of unstable boys and lardy kings
And masters and axes that grind and swing
-2-
“Sad Anne I shall fix you a ghost collar;
One that will make you a head taller”
With magic thread, thimble and witch needle
Kate gloriously restored Anne’s steeple
-3-
Their spirits walk the moors at night
Never resting ere first light
Together forever they laugh and sing
Of damned souls, to the beat of bat wings
-4-
Poor Henry and Heathcliff got what they earned
The wages of cruelty forever burn
Like pope toppers and scepters and royal lust
Far below in the flames evil yet just
Saragun Springs 
THIS POEM IS AN F-ING MASTERPIECE! It takes my breath away and almost leaves me speechless, it haunts with dark (and light) humor, breaks one’s heart, resounds across the centuries (which are less than seconds in the other world), and makes you feel justified, all at the same time. William Blake himself, no joke, is jealous (in a good way) of this. Yes, EVEN William Blake.
Though breathless and speechless, I will have more to say on this after doing my duties such as driving rowdy, vaporizing teenagers and their more rowdy, more vaporizing friends to school and a few other things.
This poem instantly takes its place in the classic pantheon of airy American verses (airy in the very, very good sense; John Milton is also airy).
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Hi Dale
Ha! I was able to load WP on my phone after all.
Thank you so much for the kindness. I like light verse and admire good writers of it, such as Ogden Nash and Mrs. Parker.
Like most things it is a bit harder to do than it looks.
Thank you again!
Leila
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Leila
I don’t wish to mess with the Muse which (or witch, i.e. good) brings you these things, so I hesitate to say this; and won’t make wholesale pronouncements, but will only offer my humbled opinion.
For me, this is not light verse; it’s serious, profound, soulful, soul-filled poetry in the guise (or disguise) of light verse.
And there is something which (or witch) elevates that combination above even Nash or Parker.
Have to run a few errands for the 18/18 teens so they have their supplies for the weekend. More soon!
Dale
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Hi Dale
Thank you!
I believe Light Verse is sometimes panned simply due to the name. But whatever it is I like it.
I do admire poetry that has complex structuring. Still, in the end it is the words and wordplay.
Thank you!
Leila
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Leila
I agree with you, it doesn’t much matter what one calls this, and also it doesn’t really have a name (other than the title) because it’s so original.
The amount of things this does in a handful of words is truly amazing.
Thanks again for this Second of May gift, like a sudden sprig of Lilac!
Dale
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Thank you Dale
The Springs is taking the weekend off but shall return Monday!
Leila
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Oh what ghostly mates these make. One with ‘er ‘ead under ‘er arm and the other clawing at winders – We shudder and shake at it all. But then, I do like me a bit of comeuppance! so not a lot of sympathy for the chaps. dd
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Hi Diane
Kathy is a bit of a window peeper!
Thanks again!
Leila
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The bad guy still win too much.
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