Wassail

The winged horse stunning white,

Eyes glare under the shadowing hood

The dark feather blends in the night.

Flying hands and braclet wood,

The magic conjured is never understood.

And as fortunes are told

Love is not weighed in gold

Hope inside a rock gilded,

Her eyes witness spiraling stories,

Wind carries the nomad memories.

Moonlit woods and a crimson fire,

Rocking lanterns and a serendiptous lair,

The dancing flames and a mystical glare

Reality suspended and dreams revel

A wasaail candle and the lurking devil.

Gyanban Thoughts - Wassail means  ~ a salutation wishing health to a person, used in England in early times when presenting acup of drink or when drinking to the person  or a festivity or revel with drinking of healths. liquor for drinking and wishing health to others on festive occasions, especially spiced ale,as on Christmas Eve and Twelfth-night.I took this prompt and tried using it in a different mystical setting leaving reality behind.A secret lair lying hidden in some corner and a magical world lives there. 
There is an element of love and fortune introduced in the second part, this is narrated by the gypsy woman.Finally the poem ends with a surreal devil lurking in a corner, waiting, perhaps attracting the moth to the candle.


I was fascinated with this word because there are multiple connotations that can be applied. the poem is written keeping a gypsy night merry making scenario, with  a touch of darkness.




Written for One Single Impression Prompt: Wassail.