The Rose Witch
Sparkles sway amid the flowers, Flickers of a brighter bauble. Dips, sways, dashes, slides, Steps softly in a closing circle. She seems dressed in all the blooms Of summered centuries. Violet and scarlet, surge, and riot, Still, she clasps her mysteries. Smooth steps, lithe lines, She's commanding, hypnotic. Stem and berry, sway and bob A haze hoax? Light’s trick?
An excerpt from My Epic Poem Hypnos Hermes - released as part of Tomes Tuesday.
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Thank you for your time as always
Graeme
Great poem. Looks fantastic on the illustrated page