Sunday, September 13, 2020

The Fox, Feather and Dream

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mysteries of the silver tongue
words inked in a nocturnal realm
quilled ballads, forever unsung
mysteries of the silver tongue
dreams hidden from the morning sun
dying limbs of broken wing elms
mysteries of the silver tongue
words inked in a nocturnal realm

 

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16 comments:

  1. Gillena CoxSeptember 13, 2020

    Mysterious indeed. Thans for dropping by my blog today Truedessa

    much love...

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    1. TruedessaSeptember 13, 2020

      Happy Sunday Gillena! Life is mysterious these days.

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  2. Alex J. CavanaughSeptember 13, 2020

    What would that fox ink if he could?

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    1. TruedessaSeptember 13, 2020

      hmm, I have some thoughts Alex! It might make a good short story.

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  3. Sherry Blue SkySeptember 13, 2020

    Beautifully done. The broken wing elms especially intrigue me.

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    1. TruedessaSeptember 13, 2020

      Hi Sherry, I imagine may elms have had their limbs/wings broken.

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  4. indybevSeptember 13, 2020

    I'd like to hear those quilled ballads. This was just beautiful phrase after another. I loved it.

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    1. TruedessaSeptember 13, 2020

      Thank you Bev, maybe my muse can pen one for the fox.

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  5. Susie ClevengerSeptember 13, 2020

    Love the repetition of the line "mysteries of the silver tongue" That little fox has so many tales he could write with that feather I'm sure.

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  6. Carrie Van HornSeptember 13, 2020

    That first line really drew me in Truedessa! This reads like a song! Beautiful!

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  7. Wendy BourkeSeptember 13, 2020

    Lovely. There is a wonderful, mesmeric cadence in this that imparts a bit of a mystical vibe. I can envision the storyteller (ancient, of course) sitting with the young around a campfire, relaying these lines in a voice of incantation. The rhyme, as always, is perfection ... so seamless, as to not dominate - but only add to the notes of the piece. Beautiful words. Up there, with some of your best work ... albeit, an increasingly crowded pinnacle.

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  8. robkistnerSeptember 14, 2020

    Little fox will never reveal the mysteries...

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  9. Sandra CoxSeptember 14, 2020

    Lovely, mystical prose. As always.

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  10. HelenSeptember 14, 2020

    This is beautiful.

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  11. JimSeptember 14, 2020

    By all means don't bow to the "silver tongue." They are always slick talkers waiting to take advantage of you. Politicians and nasty men use their silver tongues fluently.
    I write with my smartphone, a Galaxy 8 Android, and on my copy I couldn't see the fluff on the feather's fluff on the shaft. Hence the arrow. But he could carry a feather home, who knows where he found it, a dead bird perhaps.
    ..

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  12. qbitSeptember 14, 2020

    Wonderful!

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