https://nicolaauckland.com/2017/04/18/poetry-enchanted-eventide/ Over at Sometimes Stellar Story Teller, Nicola sets a poetry challenge, using her enchanting photo as a prompt.
Here’s my take.
I walk the dreamy woodland path, this quiet
spring twilight. The path curves, I find a glade,
a circle lit by sun in leafy shade.
I pause, spellbound by this unearthly space.
Then I hear voices, nearer, louder, near,
jeering through the trees, raucous spirits, wild,
drunken. They draw me to their mis-rule whirl.
They throw me aside. I am hypnotised.
They dance my feet, they spin me round, I sink.
I blink awake, an hour gone by, it’s dark.
The bluebells sigh. No sounds at all, all calm.