# Rewild Riot

Author: Mister Moira
Tags: Friendship, Poetry, Relationships, Rewild

#12 of Poetry

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Rewild Riot

  

What

Was it?

Unbounded,

My wild words,

Loping over strange champaigns, airy steppes?

  

A craft crown, earned in ale and the roar of

Our cutlass and

Conjury?

Dragon

King.

  

Me?

Put there

By you and

Your wide eyes and

Praise, in awe at the snake in the water.

  

Shattered, the pane is empty. Sun rising,

I climb up through

To where the

Field waits

Me.

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