The Ballad of Wendy and Me (part II)

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    The Ballad of Wendy and Me (part II)

    (continued)

    As dusk will fall upon the hills

    and sunrise surely follows

    Her presence always permeates

    her sparkle fills the hollows

     

    Wending wen o'er field and fen

    her title bears this token, 

    to discern her perfect trace, 

    no softer word was ever spoken

     

    And so begins a tale of sins

    an ode to Gods and humor

    as walls and stones about me

    now reverberate with rumor

     

    I fell enchanted by her breathing

    through feverish sleep I wade

    and though I might loose my foot and fall

    her apparition fade

     

    I fear to tread, yet gingerly

    relate this tale of lust

    ‘till this paper turns to ashes

    and the words upon it, dust

     

    It was early in the year, and I

    recovering from a fall

    reminisced upon accomplishments

    and failures large and small

     

    I stood straining at my yoke

    to hear a whisper of a chance

    of likely fortune in my future

    or the fragrance of romance

     

    I was jarred loose from my musing

    when she stepped into my realm

    like rusted iron to a magnet

    was her power to overwhelm

     

    (continued)

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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