An Elf of Beauty's Best Defiance

 I knew when I was just a Thought a poem

Might come of me, a Fragrant hint of Glee,

A Magic Smile of Radiant Hues

Inspires me to spin the Wheels Green

of language and its ending sounds, a Glove

that sheds from its own skin, A Hand to Write

even when it’s Clunky or lacks A lot,

it’s still a Poem, a Vintage Form of Love

that drives the Car of Verse’s Elegance,

truth, detail, filigree and function.

And like a medieval Synechdoche

For a Female Knight of Chivalry

Best represented by her Script, I signed.

Here Scribed an Elf of Beauty’s Great Defiance.

This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.