Light the beacons on the fells.
Let the Beltane fires blaze
Like cockerel combs as red as dawn.
Dress the hallowed wells
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What a well-written poem. Again you use that extensive vocabulary of yours like oil paints on Van Gogh's palette. This is my favorite poem so far- -it is such a pleasing romp
To greet the Queen of May! With the muse of the customs of the people. Thanks for sharing.
The main festival of the Year when the May Queen is chosen! Thanks for your comment, Edward