The artist within us
\nBleeds on the canvas
\nSoaks up the pigment
\nThat Dawn spreads before
\nAll kinds of colours of
\nLimitless beauty
\nIn the land of the FAE
\nIn a cave at the core<\/p>\n
Where the Maine Coon sit happily
\nSilvery ice plants are melting away
\nOn dear Delilah’s toads stolic throne
\nOn the boughs of the Rowan
\nHail slashing all ways
\nThere sits Delilah always alone!<\/p>\n
Nymphs tied securely
\nIn chain link their wonderment
\nGossamer threads hanging down
\nTo the ground
\nSubterranean passages
\nLead to the castle
\nFathomless lakes
\nWhere theres hardly a sound<\/p>\n
She moves like the mist
\nEnraging the senses
\nAngelic antics
\nA softer refrain
\nStealthily her progress
\nThrough each dimension
\nRadiates starlight
\nIn the falling rain
\nIts where she belongs
\nAnd its so far away<\/p>\n
Through myriad time zones
\nInto each day
\nWhere spiders emerge
\nAnd weave their webs freely
\nDelilah exceptional queen of the fae<\/p>\n
Comes back like lightening
\nAnd stretches the motion
\nNow there is light
\nLED’s, sensors too
\nShe can avoid them
\nAnd she does so sometimes
\nDelilah is privy and knows
\nIts all true<\/p>\n
Loves to be dried
\nIn a bountiful kitchen
\nLoves all the treats
\nThats she gets everyday
\nBut has to go back to the FAE
\nCastle village
\nShe has to go back there
\nAnd thats come what may<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The artist within us Bleeds on the canvas Soaks up the pigment That Dawn spreads before All kinds of colours of Limitless beauty In the land of the FAE In a cave at the core Where the Maine Coon sit … Continue reading