The Lady and the Maid glide down to the dock

Everyone is straining to see
Whatever Lady Erator is trying to see
There
Just cresting the horizon
A tiny green-grey ship courses toward them
against the tide
The ship is such that
it is sometimes difficult to actually see
It could easily be mistaken for a graceful sea bird
No
It is a dragon
a dragon boat
It’s billowing sails could be clouds . . .

As it nears the coast
The honored guests can see
three men
One in grey robes
one in a black frock coat
One in an outrageous costume
of lightning bolts and
mesmerizing stars

The tiny ship soars to the dock
but doesn’t stop
It moves across the sand
and halts inches from the honored guests
The three disembark
And the Head Steward announces
The Magician ~ Mystaphystei the Magnificent
in the outrageous costume
The Pilot ~ Karl Williams of Near Angia
in the black frock coat
The Wizard ~ Chyfrin
in the grey robes
And . . .
How can this be
the steward is confused
The Heart . . .

The ship folds its sail wings
extends its legs and
Before anyone can gasp
The Dragon bows . . .
The Pilot laughs as he introduces
‘Fair Ladies and Gentle folk
May I present
my constant companion
My ship and my dragon
The Heart!”

The Magician doffs his hat
and performs a perfect courtly bow
The Lady is much amused
There is much applause

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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