CCC195: Don’t Go Into the Tangled Wood

Mother said I had to be good
And not go into the Tangled Wood
She said, when I asked her why
Bats aren’t alone at night when they fly
And the others would equally see you die
She said at the centre of the wood
Where the Old Hag Stone stood
Was a pool that sparkled bright
Alight with glints by day and night
And once you’ve seen it you can’t look away
That’s a spell cast by the fae.
Mother said I had to be good
And not go into the Tangled Wood
For if I’m spell-cast by the fae
They’d up with me and fly me away

And I’d die.

(Of course, I disobeyed)

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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16 Responses to CCC195: Don’t Go Into the Tangled Wood

  1. Sadje says:

    This looks like a magical place.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Frank says:

    Marvelous work, I would never go into the tangled wood

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Nope, Not Pam says:

    That’s an amazing poem. A whole tale in a few simple lines

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Dale says:

    Of course she did. What child can resist such a sparkly place?
    Wonderfully done!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Indira says:

    Enjoyed the poem. Amazing place and the poem.

    Like

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