A Poem - Fox (2024)

I take the night's air softly seeking,

Dreams held in my dreamer’s keeping.

Dreams of realms beyond this plane,

Dreams I dreamt of once again.

I bridge the gap between two worlds;

My liminality unfurls

The scrolls upon which poets writ

Tales on cunning, tales of wit.

I take the night's air all a-roaming

O’er tangled woodlands all a-gloaming,

I seek the scent of the brown hare,

I seek the spoor held in the air.

I'll draw ye where the shadows bleed,

Beyond vexatious law and creed;

The river flows with whispered ink -

The stars are drawn

To see us drink.

The wight's lair yawns beneath our feet,

Where ancient sprite and 

Dreamer meet;

The river riven deep below,

Where rime not reason 

Maketh so.

I bridge the gap twixt There and Here,

Divest yourself of mortal fears -

I'll lead you by my vulpine wiles

Unto the dreams the earth reviles.

I take the night's air softly seeking,

Dreams held in my dreamer’s keeping.

Dreams of realms beyond this plane,

Dreams I dreamt of once again.

Now this to tell thee

'Fore ye wake;

No wakeful joy

May ever slake -

The yearning yawning

Quakes inside -

Again to dream!

Two worlds bestride.