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the goddess, she saw him drown
out in the water facedown
on her brow immortal frown
her heart in her chest shifted
she touched his form and lifted
made him one of the gifted
first breath in his lungs, so pure
he thanked her for gentle cure
her kind, divine eyes azure

…over at dVerse Susan Judd has us experimenting with an ancient form of Celtic Poetry, the Englyn. This is my attempt, a combination of three Englynion milwr… I’m in a tale-telling mood.
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