Old Oak Tree

Alone it stands 

In a suspect moor 

Tall and grand 

Overlooking the ground

Green luscious leaves 

Litter its boughs 

No fruits to be seen 

Its wisdom is rich 

A vast wrinkled trunk 

The anchor of life

Time passes things by 

Except the Old Oak Tree 

Lost in memory 

Of an old reverie 

Egyptian Queen

Fairies of dark enchantment 

Circle the pond of sapphire 

Dark Egyptian Goddess 

Floats in a charred boat 

Two pixies beside her 

Trees of fantasy 

Tall, dark and illumined 

By the midnight moon 

Azure paradise 

Crystal clear water 

Drink from the heavenly 

Curse 

The fountain of youth 

Until there is truth 

Silver decadence 

Forms a halo of white 

Glistening fairies 

Alone in their dance 

Fireflies melting 

In the poisoned light 

For the Egyptian Queen kills all in her sight