Dewin Nefol gifts us with a delightful narrative poem that is rich in imagery and rhyme. This is a treat to savor! Please, read on…
~ The Wizard of Wands ~ Jake’s Journal ~
~ Vixen ~ By ~ Jake Sweeny ~
Beneath a thick lick of balmy soup
I am reflecting in a moonbeam.
As I lie I try recalling lost lines,
Spoken earlier before this dream…
“So far solar to go,” I said,
“She never ceases her glide.”
“Upon great wings she flies in crystal skies
always travelling so far and wide.”
“An elevated flight,” added Master Scribe,
“One always flying into the Sun.”
“Only Eagles dare stare at Heaven’s flare,
without ever being undone.”
Selene presses her gaze infuses her haze,
Entices me into her trance.
And here I stay with my eyes all glazed,
My mind enchanted by romance.
When by my side a dark shadow I spied,
a flick of slick suddenly dive and dart.
Still lost in a dream I follow the gleam
with a rising pulse…
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