SONNET I –
The Perilous Quest to the Land of Fey
Leave me not unto myself
to take this quest to dreaming’s end!
There hath no mortal field or elf
dared breach that turmoil for to send
sad testimonies home of bitter findings
nor hath any monster donned to take that path,
its erstwhile windings
leading through the veil of wrath!
For, unto the Fey to draw
t’is the winding of that way,
mortal worlds retain no awe
than what it yields a single day –
that fiery jeweled land of yond’
that were I gone, I find it nay.