The Morrigan

A poem about the Celtic goddess, The Morrigan


Phantom Queen, Goddess of war
One in three and three in one
Her sisters are no more

Blackest black, in feathers draped
Mist and cloud, thunder skies
Cruel lips on snow white face

The Morrigan! The Morrigan!
Ravens sing her song
The Morrigan! The Morrigan!
Welcome her and run

Courage and fear, beauty and awe
Leads the way through dark and light
Earth is cleared once more

Signs of death, paths to light
Who can know the fate she brings?
Death gives way to life

The Morrigan! The Morrigan!
Ravens call her name
The Morrigan! The Morrigan!
New life will be reclaimed