Satyr Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Satyr



A satyr jumped
With giant strides
A Satyr flew
As the wind flies
And more.

A Satyr sung
A sacred song
Tress, flowers
Among:

A Satyr he
As in a bat
Transformed
Over the town
He flew
And at the night
A powder light
A magic light
He threw.

And woke the town next morn
Next dawn

And though the conscious civilization
Kept
It added the sub-conscious one too
Yet.
Yes, so, my Monsignor.

Sunday, July 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mythology
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