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Poetry News Post #3899

Ferenthal, Muse of Lightweaving

Written by: Sage, Nicca Alexandrian, Lore-Seeker
Date: Sunday, December 11th, 2011
Addressed to: Everyone


Mellow amber eyes
skin, the kiss of too much sun
your hair, silky gold

Such shimmering locks
a halo's subtle glowing
glittering in light

Curves of burnished cream
golden silk flowing so sweet
your throat, a quartz brooch

Feet so delicate
snowflakes lay, ribbons twining
never do they melt

In your hands, a spark,
glinting between your fingers
lightweave, Ferenthal

A crystal cavern
flowers strewn, a braziers glow
shadows flickering

A century's growth
mineral impurities
all incandescence

Chrystalline twined cave
choir of weeping water
treasured orchestra

Refracting rainbows
seduction, amethyst hued
each shard resounding

Silver waterfall
a drop for each dulcet tone
purely humming notes

A butterfly's flit
a melody of glass wings
euphony so sweet

Pearly drops skipping
echoes of symphonic light
chamber of sweet hymns

As you sit, pensive
coloured crystal's mystery
a shimmering truth

Father's living art
your soul, forged in His essence
tapestry of light

Ferenthal's heart song
these mirrors of halcyon
elicit when touched

An onus upheld
history running forward
and you, seated here

So graceful, my muse
a cavern of song your cage
crystals, your jailor

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Sarapin, in the year 584 AF.


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Poetry News Post #3899

Ferenthal, Muse of Lightweaving

Written by: Sage, Nicca Alexandrian, Lore-Seeker
Date: Sunday, December 11th, 2011
Addressed to: Everyone


Mellow amber eyes
skin, the kiss of too much sun
your hair, silky gold

Such shimmering locks
a halo's subtle glowing
glittering in light

Curves of burnished cream
golden silk flowing so sweet
your throat, a quartz brooch

Feet so delicate
snowflakes lay, ribbons twining
never do they melt

In your hands, a spark,
glinting between your fingers
lightweave, Ferenthal

A crystal cavern
flowers strewn, a braziers glow
shadows flickering

A century's growth
mineral impurities
all incandescence

Chrystalline twined cave
choir of weeping water
treasured orchestra

Refracting rainbows
seduction, amethyst hued
each shard resounding

Silver waterfall
a drop for each dulcet tone
purely humming notes

A butterfly's flit
a melody of glass wings
euphony so sweet

Pearly drops skipping
echoes of symphonic light
chamber of sweet hymns

As you sit, pensive
coloured crystal's mystery
a shimmering truth

Father's living art
your soul, forged in His essence
tapestry of light

Ferenthal's heart song
these mirrors of halcyon
elicit when touched

An onus upheld
history running forward
and you, seated here

So graceful, my muse
a cavern of song your cage
crystals, your jailor

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Sarapin, in the year 584 AF.


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