Diary of a Sorceress Book Tour & Giveaway

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Atop the Crystal Moon
To George Sterling and Clark Ashton Smith
I long to be atop the Crystal Moon,
Where dreams of marble wharves and silver dunes
Entice my way to magical black mountains
Of onyx spires and obsidian runes.
I drink rubescent wines from jeweled fountains,
Listening to the pomegranate lips
That whisper wicked things between deep sips.
Pale amethyst-eyed nymphs all spin and dance
Beneath rich crimson waters of rosehips
And grapes, as satyrs play gold flutes to trance
The wary constellations to come down
From haunted shores Plutonian, to drown
In aphrodisiacs they so adore.
Sweet poisons scent the blooms atop the crowns
Of faeries from the cosmic courts of lore.
Auroral skies light up the irised pearls
Beneath the crystal water’s dainty swirls.
The sirens lurk beneath with tempting forms,
And beck with amber eyes and golden curls,
While their enticing songs call distant storms.
Sleek undersides of peridot just show
Above the sparkling sea, as serpents flow
Throughout the opal foam of turquoise waves.
Dragons unfurl their wings to soar and blow
The fire into the very stars, to save
The cosmos from the ever lurking dark;
Their emerald eyes at night shine with the spark
Of wisdom. They return to jeweled troves
And curl on golden coins beneath their arcs
Of copper colored scales, in secret coves.
Bedecked with dust from all the shining stars,
The unicorns and Pegasus all spar
And dance and play on Saturn’s spectral rings,
Then leave for constellations near and far
On golden rose-hued hooves and moonstone wings.

Author: Angie

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