Author Archives: Jacinta Meredith

The Alpine Path

As is the case of with many L.M. Montgomery fans, one of my favorite quotes comes from Emily of New Moon. I had no idea, however, that it was drawn from an actual poem that L.M. Montgomery used as her own inspirational motto! The entire poem is just lovely. The Fringed Gentian Unknown Lift up,ContinueContinue reading “The Alpine Path”

First Published Poem

QuotePhantom Riders

Far and Away, many years ago

there were strange ghosts, in an old old bay

Phantom Riders, named for their eery flight

over the waters and under the dusk

Late at night, or early morn

one never knew, when they might come

Across the street, the trees, the beach

but when they did, they’d leave no trace

a flash in front, a glow behind

those fierce blue eyes, and bony hands

The children would shiver, within their sleep

hoping the doors were securely tight

for oft it’d been told–and oft believed–

that those unlocked were open to the night

the phantom riders in would glide

and choose one member of the house that night

whether it be child or whether it be man

they’d choose for themselves one for their kind

and that individual, a ghost he would be–

a phantom rider, for all eternity.

So, I got my first poem published. I am so excited! Granted, it is a book full of amateur poems and I had to pay almost full price for a copy of the book, but still – it is sold on B&N and Amazon, so I think it counts. 😛

Phantom Riders

 

Far and Away, many years ago

there were strange ghosts, in an old old bay

 

Phantom Riders, named for their eery flight

over the waters and under the dusk

 

Late at night, or early morn

one never knew, when they might come

 

Across the street, the trees, the beach

but when they did, they’d leave no trace

 

a flash in front, a glow behind

those fierce blue eyes, and bony hands

 

The children would shiver, within their sleep

hoping the doors were securely tight

 

for oft it’d been told–and oft believed–

that those unlocked were open to the night

 

the phantom riders in would glide

and choose one member of the house that night

 

whether it be child or whether it be man

they’d choose for themselves one for their kind

 

and that individual, a ghost he would be–

a phantom rider, for all eternity.