Wednesday’s Verse—A Lonely Flight
This week’s verse moves from the urban fantasy fey to a staple of the fantasy stable—the dragon. It is taken from Another 365 Days of Poetry, a
collection of mixed-genre poetry to be released later in the year, once both
collection and cover are complete.
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I ran the
night and half the day
I ran to
hold the fear at bay
I ran and
with ev’ry sobbing breath
I prayed
that I’d not be caught by death.
I ran right
down the mountainside,
I ran from
where the dragon bides,
I ran ‘til
I could run more,
and then I
knocked upon your door.
Please
shelter me, from what lies behind
I’m sure I
left no trail to find
I’m sure
that I’ve run far enough
I’m sure my
steps left no print rough.
Please let
me rest, perchance to sleep
and then,
tomorrow morn, I’ll leave.
I’ll leave
and never come again
Tonight I
just need to shelter from the rain
My thanks,
my everlasting thanks
of all good
deeds does this high rank
and I will
forever be in your debt
if I have
escaped the dragon’s get.
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You can find the first two poetry
collections at the links below - although there are plans to reissue them with
more genre-appropriate covers in the future. The third collection will be
released later in the year.
books2read.com/u/mVLQZb |
books2read.com/u/bxgyLd |
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