THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWNA Poem by kublakhan27See notes for description...actually you might wanna read them first...
I. Warning
A boundary of warning issued premature to a lad settled on adventure will plant definition in a red corruption code of ketchup on a post-picnic bib orphaned to the wind like a fictional friend's home continent's flag The vision-fielding velocity of neighbours' aarows augment the sleep-shearing flares of the father's eyes in the centrifugal bullseye of his boy's current-green nursery so close to swelling wide as a planet now a marble left behind in favour of a shrunken moon's spheric promise of an otherworldly adventure II. Island Subservient to boundaries of none but its own the loner of landmass nurses its nautical mischief through the employment of sensual labour in darkness sizing them up to encompass a knowing glow for the enigmas of bare-faced daylight The premature thirst for adventure attended to by the drink of sanctuary poured from the skew of its welcome-mat shore III. Neighbours Game and Disappearance serve the Monarchy of Volume under code names of Hide and Seek undertaking missions in the name of circumstantial viceroys: decibels scanning search parties through the x-ray of silent night for the orchestration of the morn Tweeting birds equate an army horn rainbowing the insurgent black sky with adventures in crusade-recital grooming An airy beach of reeds is looming in the coastal fog bracing to embrace the route taken on the faith of melodic compass IV. Discovery No labourer of mortal being beats the sun out of bed not even the little one succumbed to slumber in the bony shadow of the instrumentally inscrutable contestant to the claim of composition by his solar brother's sacred nursery rhyme insuring the rest and energetic rise of time This adventure-hearted child heard no battle cry in what the rivals of his bearded babysitter dubbed The Sound Of Panic just the anthem of a little conqueror beneath a bucky smile of approval on the heels of a swim befitting of an older lad but not the aura of exhaustion conquering the eyes of a goal imagined and achieved and the smiling gratitude duet in return from the dutiful and loving neighbours lulled to their reunion reed field in anticipation of a father's target met with a son's accuracy in tow © 2013 kublakhan27Author's Note
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StatsAuthorkublakhan27Nova Scotia, CanadaAboutMy first book is out! Any comments that anyone may have to offer regarding my work would be deeply appreciated, as I'm yet to get a review. www.amazon.com/Waltz-Around-Swirls-Steven-Fortune/dp.. more..Writing
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