Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry

Fantasy

 

 

 

Well Muse you won’t let me sleep

So there’s something to write

Tell me

 

I’ve dragons to breed and eggs to hatch

Battles to compete

Food to grow and then to collect

 

Please not tonight

 

There is gold to gather and store

Any Scrooge would envy

Platinum too from an ancient world

 

Passing through time a cinch

 

Perhaps I’ll train for another skill

Just so much to do in a day

Up late I cannot stay

 

Was this the secret you will I reveal

Here comes a yawn

Now another one

 

Let me fade

 

Eyes water

Now they close

Hands still

 

Sleep tight I will

 

 

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I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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