The Ballad of the Bird and Judge Holden

On By dorahakIn Photography, Poems
image ©dorahak

The eve of Hallowe’en a bird was freed:
it wasn’t meant to be;
it had been tied to the end of a string
designed by devilry.
But up it flew o’er a bubbling brew
into the boughs of a tree.

“Where goes that bird?” Judge Holden cried
cursing all wizardry;
for its escape was not foreseen by those
of his company.
“It’s singing loud o’er field and town” said
a blackhearted mercenary.

“Then all our lies will be undone, and all
our schemes they’ll see!”
“Not all, Judge Holden,” a satyr croaked, “the bird
silenced will be,
when stirring this cauldron of discontent, to you
they’ll bow their knee.”

The bird had heard the words they said as it
flew o’erhead happily;
this people’s fate lay not in mortal hands but in
truth that would set them free.
So it louder sang, and it never feared Judge Holden
and his mercenaries.

For Cee's Flower of the Day (FOTD), 10/30/2022, Cee writes, "Don’t forget that my FOTD challenge accepts gardens, leaves and berries as well as flowers."
and Sammi's Day 11 ("Stirring the Cauldron") of 13 Days of Samhain

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