SPIRIT CHASER 2

 

SPIRIT CHASER 2

 

Tired of being chased away from the tree of life,

Bored, looking for something new.

Leisurely drinking from the lake of youth,

Trotting onto the surface,

Wondering where the little elf prince is.

Ruler of this sea rising up,

Don’t feel like philosophy,

Quick flap of wings across the lake,

Into the forest.

 

Floating over faerie glen,

Easy landing in a clearing.

Tempted by the apples of a tree of knowledge,

Observing the curiosity underneath,

Naked, weak,

Huddled sleeping.

Elf prince silent approach,

Heard only when whispering into ear,

“Man.”

 

HORSES HORSE HORSE the poetry series https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/thisisTMS

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s