Pegasus
Black his mane dark as pitch
Fire in a wake demonic bewitch
Eyes that burn a sanguine glow
Depths of intelligence show
Wild by nature, born to lead
Proud king of his breed
Gliding the neon sky
Furious as a battle cry
Born to the sun fury runs deep
Midnight wrath reap
Β Mother Natureβs call
Pirates who plunder, must fall
Damning the cursed soul
Retaliation minimal control
Accused to a watery grave
Sirenβs scribe the briny engrave
He chases the devil by choice
Upholding the innocent voice
Riding through time and space
A servant of Godβs grace
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I love the poem Lisa it was great sweetieΒ
Hi Β Lisa Poetess Stunning piece as alwaysΒ
You take your readers to excitingΒ places in their
minds,Β through your wonderful imaginationΒ
A pleasure to read as alwaysΒ
Great write Best wishes DebsΒ
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love this write, Lisa...'He chases the devil by choice' and 'A servant of Godβs grace' Β mercy!! this poem is Β wildly entertaining....liking this, cheers my friendΒ