Fantasy Poetry posted July 19, 2020

Chapters:

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Enchanted Forest

A chapter in the book A Magical Meeting

The Wait

by damommy

I stand beneath the tow’ring trees so tall in this enchanted wood where it began, and while the leaves blow gently in the breeze, I wait to hear the pipes and see the man.   But is he man, or sprite sent to entrance the one who chanced to cross that magic seam that joined his world to mine in time and place? Or was it all one strange, peculiar dream?   ‘Twas true. I know ‘twas true, and he will come. If wait I must, I’ll wait forever here for that sweet tune I know so very well, the one upon my captured heart did sear.   Small creatures stir while I wait here alone, and shadows change as day holds its parade, but still no sign or sound of what I seek drifts to this spot where once the piper played.

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