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With Reference

WITH REFERENCE .

Moat monsters and glittering prizes,

Spiders castling along a battlement spine

Heralds fanfare for a false dawn.

A goldrush for cover,

Hoardes rattle in cellars.

The power of the hexagram,

Silence is consent.

Fed, and armed up to the teeth,

An ill wind stirs daybreak.

They assemble in rows like waves of darkness.

A golden fleecing for all Jasons.

Archeology among many manuscripts.

An old war horse smells blood in the stable.

The quest …

Fire

Is it the flame or the shadow that dances?
Sense proclaims one cause, the other, effect.
Flame follows as shades ride chances.
Lights leap in silhouettes neglect.
Staring stonily into black satin dark
The embers steal my attention.
Should I be drawn to flame and to spark
Peripheral night’s the contention.
I am neither light nor shadow.
I am neither dream nor illusion
I am the witness
I am
The Dancer.
1999-2010
Brian E Deagon