Baylus turns and says
look! Sky is separating
from land, you can see
the line of the mountains.Pris says, have some tea,
have a cookie, comfort
Teddy. That line is still
hazy and dim, don't go.Baylus drinks the air.
Baylus rocks a bear.
Baylus pulls his boy-
sword, and vowsto stay the grownups.
Pris makes a nest
of blankets, pillows
and plush elephants.Baylus says, it's time
now, it's time for you
to fly. I fade now. I
fade.
Last month, Didi at cafe' cafe' invited us to write about our muse, and then challenged us to write an aubade for one of our peers and his/her muse. This was mine, for Pris.
"...it's time
now, it's time for you
to fly. I fade now. I
fade."
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Nice. I like.
Posted by: Rethabile | 11 December 2006 at 03:02 AM