Directing her fish-tailed retinue
Penelope assigns - roles, policies.
None has so far stepped on board; that this crew
cannot function is a constant unease.
Then, elevated by Tritons, intent,
tail silk-shimmering, falling like a veil
Thetis steps aboard, cresting elegant,
the ordeal of her loss leaving her pale.
Eyes somewhat widened, legs somewhat wobbly
she takes small steps towards Penelope
proudly she conquers the anomaly,
swiftly transforming abnormality.
Penelope greets her as a dear friend,
her welcome heartfelt, no need to pretend.
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Dragonish
PoetryPART 1: Seven poems that explore love. The sated wind doodles mischievously no longer the ravening raptor loosed that scratched sharp claws to my unfettered glee. Now are you temperate, husky, obtuse. PART 2: Follows the tale of a persecuted dragon...
