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[Lady Simone]

VIVAT  well done I will love to here it performed.
Let me know when I and If I can Post it to the Bardic Fire Site

Lady Simone
>
>Fionnagan, Siobhan, Gunnora, Galen, et al.:  recent exchanges had already
>set me to thinking.  There were a couple of "triggers" in Siobhan's words
>and
>Fionnagan's response that made me wish I could get to an event sooner than
>it appears will be possible. So, I'll maunder on to a semi-captive audience
>in written form instead...
>
>(The following is another new composition, my friends and acquaintances.
>The "special effects" instructions may help set the scene / mood I
>want to establish in this non-emotive medium.
>
>It comes to you unpolished, at best lightly edited, and very much from
>my heart.  If I had been doing this extemporaneously in front of your
>hearth,
>rest assured that there would have been very little changed -- and the
>rhyme-schemes & rhythms in the song would have been cruder, at best.
>
>Dream your dreams as best you see and feel them; share what
>you can of those dreams with those newly arrived in the Current Middle
Ages.
>     Amra, bard; Reverend Kihe [the Dreamsinger Bard]; Mike, a modern poet)
>
><f/x: picture me standing before you in a red cloak, staff in hand,
>bare-headed, and "declaiming". If it helps your visualization, pretend
>that I am either lecturing or preaching to the assembled audience>
>
>"Look around you, Ansteorra!  Do you see them standing, or sitting,
>or lounging otherwise upon the fringes of the firelight, in the antechamber
>of the festhall, along the pathways of your camps? The shy newcomers,
>uncertain of what they have gotten themselves into.
>
>"Listen near you, Ansteorra!  Hear the quiet song, the gentle strum of
>fingers
>upon strings, the hesitant recitation of a perhaps reluctant voice.  Listen
>to
>the small errors you yourself once made, or which happened in your presence
>such that you avoided making the same mistake yourself... Hear, and
>REMEMBER!
>
>"Remember from your hearts, Ansteorrans! Remember when you were
>no more and perhaps even less than these, when your voice was too soft
>to overcome the wind in the trees or your tune played hesitantly for lack
>of practice or your story was spoken only to one or two concealed in the
>shadows alongside the places where you remained for fear of being
>noticed.
>
>"Then, when you see what is, and hear what is becoming, and remember
>what came before -- welcome these who are newly arrived! Make room
>in your fireside circles, make space at your tables, and make ready in
>your hearts for the approaching generations who will share our dreams,
>and in some way the larger Dream that enfolds us all.
>
>                  OPEN THE CIRCLES
>                  Amr ibn Majid al-Bakri al-Amra (Mike C. Baker)
>   [TTTO "Circles" / "Windmills", loosely interpreted]
>
>     In the shadows of the evening we retire to our campsites
>     We share in the even-feast and recall the long day
>     Be aware in the darkness around are eyes shining ever-bright
>     They will see what you do as they move near, then away
>
>           (chorus)
>          There are circles we weave as we move through the twilight
>          There are circles we share to share tales of the brave
>          And these are the circles to hold in memory bright
>          Where the past is remembered to chain Darkness in a cave.
>
>     A young man, or woman, standing just o'er the threshold
>     Afraid to come in, with more fear to stay out
>     Will you bid them welcome, show them what this all means to you
>     Or will your's be an UN-welcome, some "Go away" shout?
>
>           (chorus)
>
>      Remember the passings and each of our passages
>      Raise the bright banners in the vault of each mind
>     We are the past, true, but must teach for the future
>      The banners are brightest that are aired time to time
>
>           (chorus)
>
>     Open your hearts, talespinners, stout poets and singers
>     Open your minds and let the whole Known World know
>     Open your circles and bring the bright-eyes within them
>     For a circle once opened can do nothing but grow!
>
>      * * *
>Mike C. Baker
>SCA: Amr ibn Majid al-Bakri al-Amra
>"Other": Kihe Blackeagle (the Dreamsinger Bard)
>My opinions are my own -- who else would want them?
>e-mail: kihe at ticnet.com OR kihe at rocketmail.com
>
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