Castles in the Clouds

[Ken Corbett]

A steed of white satin shimmered before me
only the head, the neck and the mane
hov'ring in strands of glint and gossamer
weaving in a magical mystical wind
in my father's garden

I sweetly stroked the waving tresses
wisps became whole rippling flesh
I straddled her sleek and muscular flanks
we rose above the spreading willow tree

the river, the mountain and the sea
till we reached the sprawling heavens
marble castles in billowing clouds
purple pennants streaming from spiral towers

My folk was gathered in the emerald valley
harvesting the golden sheaves of summer grain
My queen was waiting faithfully for me
her toes dangling in the cool meadow rill

Once more I surveyed my peaceful domain
green field, blue stream, black forest
then my steed's hooves touched down gently
upon the cobbles by the crystal fountain
amid the cheers of the jubilant throng
celebrating my triumphant return
from the bitter wars of reality.

Ken

[AquarianM]

A hero's welcome for an earlier time. It reads quite grand, Ken.

Dan

[Elle Rush]

Romantic & Epic~

[Ken Corbett]

This flows from a dream I used to have often as a child, and which I still remember fondly.

Thank you, Elle!

[Elle Rush]

That is Awesome!!

[AquarianM]

Dreams are some of the best inspirations, Ken. I had one about "The Bluest Angel" when I was three or four, I never, ever forgot it.

Dan