Radueriel

I will summon Radueriel

the rebel angel of the poets

master of the muses

and bid him to ask them 

to sing and dance for me,

to fill my head with sweet words

that linger on my breath,

I’ll make secret notes

and eavesdrop on their gaiety

then quietly steal away

pockets full and overflowing

a gluttonous word thief

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© Graham Sherwood 03/2021