To Capture Beauty (AwSprite) Wk 1-2 (1)

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To Capture Beauty


Hiding his solitary silhouette

Sailing across mauve melancholy skies

Over a city below, to sunset

Where innocent grey eyes, slowly arise.


A curled little girl in rags sat alone

Dreaming of evenings lit by the moon

Near by his white beauty, grieving and grown

Pegasus blooming in tales told by a young heart hewn.


Reawakening his unbridled will

Upon the hillsides, glitteringly pale

Wide hazel irises silent and still

His draping mane of silver silk and tail.


The touch of evening's whispering clouds

Slowly slipping beyond navy nightfall

Pegasus proud his graceful head unbowed

Under Arcadian's darkening thrall.


A glinting onyx bay denying dawn

Away to the mountains scattered up high

Mere mortals hunting appetites reborn

Beneath his enchanting be-loving sky.


In cities of tall shadowing towers

Avarice, malice and un-quenching greed

Lay woven into the earth's every flower

Beauty, a deathly sentence left to heed.

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