-
The woods around me
Are quiet, calm, soothingly dark.
The stars blink merrily.
The stars blink merrily,
Sometimes resembling bright eyes
Watching me intently.
Watching me intently
Are little, darting creatures
With gossamer wings.
With gossamer wings,
Beings fly high above me
Swooping on the wind.
Swooping on the wind
Angels raise their voices high,
Entreating a ballet.
Entreating a ballet,
A fox-man sways toward me,
His tail gleaming white.
His tail gleaming white,
He is disappearing
And then I wake up.
And then I wake up,
The woods are soothingly dark.
The stars blink merrily.
- by Ravisher Knight |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/30/2008 |
- Skip
- Title: A Sylvan Fantasy
- Artist: Ravisher Knight
-
Description:
I can't remember what this style is, other than it's related to haiku.
I thought the idea behind this was really pretty, but I admit the repitition gets irritating. - Date: 12/30/2008
- Tags: sylvan fantasy haiku
- Report Post
Comments (2 Comments)
- Deadlylight6 - 07/26/2010
- the repeatation actually helps here, or at least i believe so. in my view, it helps because even though each stanza starts with the last sentence, it goes so well with the rest of the stanza. i dont see this kind of writing much yet its one that ill always like.
- Report As Spam