Adorable Peregrine
( Part I )
The Creature
Gods unleashed a creature ,
Tall, confident, powerful, with a graceful figure,
Flying with wonderful rigour ,
A haunting beauty, as in fantasy literature,
Upright chest, a disturbing elegance,
Always ready to lend hand and give assistance,
Reminds of a female Sioux warrior ,
In those vast plains, fighting with great power,
The first confrontation,
Full of fascination,
She caused a glitch in the matrix,
The poet lost his mastery of poetics.
Strong bonds grew,
Giving shape to a colourful and picturesque view ,
In my dark and gloomy kingdom ,
Her words overflowed my days with wisdom,
Meeting Miss Peregrine ,
A remedy for my shadowed soul, a medicine ,
The time’s come to release you and reclaim your space,
I'll always remember your charming grace,
Your memory lives on-a timeless ace,
Farewell, my cherished bird,
Let you take flight, nerved,
One day, our paths may bend,
But for now, soar free, my friend.
"Man is certainly free to do what he wants, but he cannot will what he wants."
Arthur Schopenhauer
July 2nd 2024
By Young Fella
- Author: MRF (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 7th, 2024 05:23
- Comment from author about the poem: “Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.” By Samuel Johnson
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Now here is a blend of focus and scope, also a topic quite close to this reader’s thoughts. Welcome to MPS, if rather belatedly by virtue of this tardy time stamp.
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