The Long Ride
I could see the light as I blinked my eye
out the window of my coach, I looked out.
Why was I summoned by the King; O why?
Doubt from within as I fought with my doubt.
Palace walls grew, approaching the palace.
Oak springs cushioning my carriage of oak.
Callus was I and the King was callous.
Cloak my feelings as I’m wrapped in my cloak.
Arrived at the gate, we finally arrived,
sought to leave but it was I that they sought.
Survived the ordeal; had others survived?
Brought to the throne, where royals were brought.
Sin took the King, he had died from his sin.
Twin brothers were born and I was his twin.




and much love~ Desire~*~





One must really think very much in writing every line to produce a "Shadow Sonnet"...I know and have tried but did not come out well.



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