Lullë Rhymesmith sonneter
2008-07-29 08:11:44 UTC
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Ode to a Windlord
O eagle, you are the gale’s mighty blow!
Whose presence quakes the thunderclouds with fear
Your wind-borne wings and flight shall drive them low
And whip the skies with vicious torrents of air
To blow the sea into a raging bed
Whose roaring waves consume lives so dear
Majestic lord! Soar with your wings outspread
Around the mountain peak, your stony throne
Your chasing shadow fills all hearts with dread
No foe dares to near your palace of stone,
A kingly seat, where you rule, all alone
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I'm considering continuing this. Doesn't it look short?
With best wishes,
Lulleh