Young doe peer through the spectacle of night
And graze before the gates absorbing moonlight,
Speckled ones by their haunts in drowsy sleep
A natural calmness age cannot teach
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Captain Cur, your Iambic Pentameter is un-comparable! Your ''Captive Queen'' has enchanted the eyes of your readers! (mine, included!): that is what we call the flow of poetry: it flows like a river with mesmerizing words! Love it!
Thanks for the lovely comment Mihaela, Captive Queen, although a tragic saga, I must admit I did enjoy writing it. Now I must figure out my next poetic misadventure.
Your Captive Queen has taken the readers as prisoners!
Thanks Kostas but the saga is completed, so the Knight has hung up his armor and it's back to pirating and plundering. Maybe a good Indian princess being taken captive poem, I'll have to ask longfellow about that. Thanks for all your encouragement during this process, I really appreciate it.