Fantasies Of A Muse And Me



rocky-mountain-stream-john-lautermilchEmerald hills and enchanted forests,

of the lushest greens,

visions only seen in dreams.

A never ending chorus,

a symphony of nature’s calls.

HBOP2Rushing rivers and waterfalls,

the woods echo with the sounds of stirring creatures.

the_Forest_church_2_by_weiweihuaHere they have no fear,

a place for asylum seekers.

Most pleasing to the eye and ear.

416609-12425-21a menagerie, beneath a wooded canopy,

a  wilderness tapestry,  woven richly.

Was there I met a girl, a minstrel and a muse,

she told me she could sing away my blues,

she assured me I’d be cured.

I took her for her word,

her music, her poetry,  was the loveliest I’d heard.

Was songs of olden, and golden times,

stock-photo-fantasy-girl-fairy-and-friend-wolf-plays-a-harp-morning-wood-338345285d3cd21fda9f4ca1a7668247bcfa82d4dthere must have been magic in her rhymes.

Accompanied by harp and flute,

taken on a dream like stroll;

a lullaby for the soul.

She offered me a taste of her fruit,

then vanished as quick as she came;


a spirit to free to keep or tame.






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