EDENBRAY ~ RETROSPECTIVE – 45

THE GHOST OF BALADIN FLIES …

Originally written and posted ~ 06.04.2012 – Re-posted 10th January, 2020 as part of an Edenbray Retrospective

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The Ghost of Baladin Flies …

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… They say the ghost of Bal-a-din flies over the moors of Mull since the days they laid his bones to rest!

That he has appeared in the jagged rush of a snow leopard in the wasteland of Siberia’s northern hills …

They have heard his cry in the moan of an ice whale who remembered his silhouette against the flickering northern lights …

… and a white bear, they say, was heard to sing the tune to Baladin’s Song by two starving hunters one evening in the west of Alaska …  

Yet the strangest tale concerns a blue marlin that a fisherman heard laugh like the great man when breaking his line and escaping off the Florida keys …

… and at least once he brought terror to sailors who say they saw Baladin’s smile in the face of a wandering albatross … but at least I do know the truth of DemBala, the wolf master ….

He died a happy old man in his sleep after supper with three younger women by his bed side and a warm log fire crackling in the hearth for this is indeed Ba-La-Din.

He had made his peace with the Almighty a long time previous and now travels the universe at the Master’s bidding often stopping to gaze at the cerulean and the viridian of the earth so far below

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writtenbyedenbray06.04.2012

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 … and the meek shall inherit the earth …

… ‘a white tailed sea-eagle flies over the Island of Mull’ …

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… He had made his peace with the Almighty a long time previous and now travels the universe at the Master’s bidding often stopping to gaze at the cerulean and the viridian of the earth so far below …

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Baladin – goodnight!

Baladin take your rest ~ the storyteller has earned this beaker of the Barleycorn for tonight he meets the reaper and they exchange their wizard’s craft – The collateral of the wise and none ere’ walked wiser than DemBala the Wolfmaster sleeping now with a pack of wolves laid around his feet and the dreamers pipes embers glistening faintly in the breeze of the palest moonlight for this last time as a herd of caribou graze peacefully tonight where Baladin has been laid. A life more ordinary might have had more that is morose but my soundest friend it has been my pleasure to know thee and write the hint of Baladin’s full Tales – a much welcome Memoir that I will always treasure. ~           

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#PROG-PROSE ~ Progressive Poetry – part of an #Edenbray retrospective – Re-posted today for a new generation!

About edenbray

I've always enjoyed writing and that is all I want to do... .. . I’m not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? .. . edenbray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions ~ the effluence of my short life .. . I am a Writer and Artist since 1966 - I'm now an avid Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . I have had many poems selected for Anthologies of verse and recently have published many of my poems in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details and join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or comment for my ego and encouragement :- thank you so much for listening ~ edenbray
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