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Please let me know which reads better... Revision 3 or 4. I appreciate your help!

Midnight Odyssey ~ Revision 4

White dragon flies black velvet skies on silver star-kissed wing,
hop-scotching cotton clouds so soft to spark a twilight fling.
While soaring 'cross the heavens high he drifts near Luna Moon,
he'll serenade her with a sigh... sweet lullaby to croon.

The fairie queen stands regally on wispy cirrus white,
her layered skirts a-shimmering with lunar lucent light.
Caress of cheek from silken hair afloat on warmest breeze
obscures the smile upon her face, she glances shy to tease.

Her ivory carriage glides up near, a twinkle in his eye.
He offers her a pleasured flight across the starry sky.
With graceful ease she climbs his wing to perch atop his back,
delighting in fantasial sights through spheres of dapple-black.

Free-flying on those gentle winds, bestirring mists bordeaux,
astride her gem-toned dragon's neck with smiling face aglow,
they're seeking thrills with Nanna star who reigns supreme above ...
then richly blend their voice as one to sing of Ladylove.

Their glistening playground turns to rose as night draws to its end.
Aurora's winking in the dawn, soon darkness she will rend.
Thus seeking out soft-pillowed clouds, a place to rest the day,
repose their heads 'til dusk descends, 'twill then resume their play.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Jan2005




Midnight Odyssey ~ Revision 3

White dragon flies black velvet skies on silver star-kissed wing,
hop-scotching cotton clouds so soft to spark a twilight fling.
While soaring 'cross the heavens high he drifts near Luna Moon,
to serenade her with a sigh... sweet lullaby to croon.

A fairie queen stands regally on wispy cirrus white,
her layered skirts a-shimmer in a lunar lucent light.
Caress of cheek from silken hair afloat on warmest breeze
obscures the smile upon her face, she glances shy to tease.

Her ivory carriage glides up near, a twinkle in his eye,
and offers her a pleasured flight across the starry sky.
With graceful ease she climbs his wing to perch atop his back,
delighting in fantasial sights through spheres of dapple-black.

Free-flying on those gentle winds, bestirring wisps bordeaux,
astride her gem-toned dragon's neck with smiling face aglow
and thrills of seeking Nanna star who reigns supreme above ...
they richly blend their voice as one to sing of Ladylove.

Their glistening playground turns to rose as night draws to its end.
Aurora's winking in the dawn, soon darkness she will rend.
Thus seeking out soft-pillowed clouds, a place to rest the day,
repose their heads 'til dusk descends, 'twill then resume their play.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Jan2005



Midnight Odyssey "Flight Upon The Dragon's Wing" ~ Iambic Rhyme ~ Revision 2

Dark dragons fly black velvet skies on silver star-kissed wing,
hop-scotching cotton clouds so soft, begin their twilight fling.
While soaring 'cross the heavens high they drift near Luna Moon,
to serenade her with a sigh... sweet lullaby to croon.

A fairie queen stands regal on a wispy cirrus white,
her layered skirts a-shimmer in a lunar lucent light.
Caress of cheek from silken hair afloat on warmest breeze
conceals a smile upon her face, she glances shy to tease.

Her emerald carriage glides up near, a twinkle in his eye,
and offers her a pleasured flight across the starry sky.
So gracefully she climbs his wing to perch atop his back,
delighting in fantasial sights through air of dapple-black.

Free-flying on those gentle winds, they swoop both high and low,
astride her gem-toned dragon's neck, her smiling face aglow,
with thrills of seeking Nanna star who reigns supreme above ...
they richly blend their voice as one to softly sing of love.

Their glistening playground turns to rose as night draws to its end.
Aurora's winking in the dawn, soon darkness she will rend.
So seeking out soft-pillowed clouds, a place to rest the day,
repose their heads 'til dusk descends to then resume their play.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Jan2005

S2 L4 - conceals a little of her face...


MIDNIGHT ODYSSEY ~ FLIGHT UPON THE DRAGON'S WING ~ Revision 1

Dragons fly black velvet skies on silver star-kissed wing,
while skirting cotton clouds so soft they gather voice to sing.
Soaring 'cross the heavens high they drift near Lady Moon
to serenade her with a sigh, sweet lullaby to croon.

A fairie queen stands regal on a wispy fluff of white,
her layered skirts a-shimmer in a pale translucent light.
Caress of cheek from silken hair afloat on warmest breeze,
it hides a little of her face, she glances so to tease.

Wing-ed dragon glides up near, a twinkle in his eye,
and offers her a pleasured flight across the starry sky.
So gracefully she climbs his wing to perch atop his back,
delighting in fantasial sights through air of dapple-black.

Free-flying on those gentle winds, they swoop both high and low,
she clings tightly to her dragon's neck, her smiling face aglow.
Thrill of touching star and moon, who reign supreme above ...
they richly blend their voice as one to softly sing of love.

Sparkled twilight turns to grey as night draws to its end.
The sun comes winking in the dawn, darkness it will rend.
Seeking out soft-pillowed clouds, a place to rest the day,
repose their heads 'til dusk descends to then resume their play.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Jan2005


ORIGINAL:

Midnight Odyssey

Dragons fly black velvet skies on silver star-kissed wing,
skirting cotton clouds so soft they gather voice to sing.
Soaring 'cross the heavens high they drift near Lady Moon
to serenade her with a sigh, sweet lullaby to croon.

A fairie queen stands regal on a wispy fluff of white,
her layered skirts a-shimmer in pale translucent light.
Caress of cheek from silken hair afloat on warmest breeze,
it hides a little of her face, she glances so to tease.

Wing-ed dragon glides up near, a twinkle in his eye
and offers her a pleasured flight across the starry sky.
Gracefully she climbs his wing to perch atop his back,
delighting in fantasial sights through air of dapple-black.

Flying free on gentle winds swooping high and low,
clinging to the dragon's neck, her smiling face aglow.
Thrill of touching star and moon who reign supreme above;
so richly blend their voice as one to softly sing of love.

Sparkled twilight turns to grey, night is nearing end,
The sun comes bringing in the dawn, darkness it will rend.
Seeking for soft-pillowed cloud, a place to rest the day,
Repose their heads til dusk descends, to then resume their play.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Jan2005

This was written for my 4 yr old granddaughter, Blaise.