Sunday, 23 January 2011

Dance of the Deepwoods

I'm sorry for the poor 15 people who I  haven't yet written your poem yet. However I have written a poem about Kallista and I (inevitable really). I will get round to you I promise.

Dance of the Deepwoods

As the twinkling lights gleam in the indigo sky
A young couple twirl beneath the stars
Kallista and Octa sway in the moonlight
As the fairies look on enchanted

The glittering spires and minarets
Of the Shining City of Sanctaphrax glow
As the wind blows through the green smudge
Of the beautiful distant Deepwoods

Deep in the Deepwoods we dance
Through the scented meadow grass
Of the Silver Pastures
Where the wild tilder roam

We waltz with the majesty of kings
And the happiness of a young mother
Who smiles down at her new born babe
Who grips with tiny fingers at her hands

And still Octa and Kallista dream
As we swirl through the forests’ heart
Past the swift pristine waterfall
Of Riverrise

The natural splendour of The Edge
That juts out  like a prow of a ship
Into the dark forbidding void
Is full of life and shines like a beacon
Illuminating the way

And as we sway with the breeze
Round and round until Open Sky
We continue our happy happy dance
Safe in the knowledge that we always have
Each other.

6 comments:

  1. Aww... This is such a lovely poem.

    I LOVE YOUR POEMS OCTA!

    Now hush, I'm about to rant about how I love most poems.

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  2. I agree with Kallista that it is a masterpiece. Niiiice. Oh yeah, I was going to tell you should write a poem about war.

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