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| Puzzlewood (Coleford 2015) |
Frozen by daylight
like a troll,
and waiting
for the release of night
or flighty imagination,
the dragon tree preens
in the intrigue of the wood.
Robins haunt our walk,
like the spirits
of wayward sprites,
tempting us to follow
away from the path
into the dark places,
the dream mines
where shadow wraiths
lurk in ambush.
Merlin stands behind each tree,
just out of sight,
overseer of the sport.
1 comment:
Love it. Adventure in the taking, or mischief in the making? Hard to know with sprites and their ilk.
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