Enthralling dancer
Guide me forward
Beneath these withered branches
Taranis has blotted out the moon and stars
And I have no other attendant
Though legs and feet are nagging
I keep pace
With your swirling
Blinking
Wafting
Ever forward
I had no desire to spoil in the dark
And fester with the duff beneath me
So I welcomed your enticing glow
And pursued the lure
As soon as it became visible
My savior or deceiver
A revelation at the end
Whether I may receive
A justly fate
Or a most unjust reward
My eyes are fixed upon you
And I can hear the lapping waters
About the Creator
Aaron Morrison
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Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).
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Danggg, Aaron, this is so well-written. If it's about fishing, wow. I didn't think I'd like a poem on the subject! At first, I didn't get it as a dark melodic ode to a fishing lure; in fact I was, for some reason, picturing a person walking in a bog or forest at night and finding a mysterious light. But I think the layers in this piece lend to its strength. And hey, if I'm completely off, I still enjoyed it immensely. The way you wrote each line, I can feel the magic. Beautiful work.