Cinematic Poetry
ReliX ~ Banished I
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BANISHED I I imagined, And for those thoughts I was scorned Scorned for what I thought Because it was the greats, And the Gods with whom I fought, I sought triumph And a freedom from the reins, When they sought restraint, I had done the most dangerous thing of all, More dangerous than wield a sword Held by any mortal man, And as for my pen, This magic could much further extend. My words unto visions and then back again. Though it cast me out unto the wilderness, I would stay there, with my fire, my art, my talent, And this witless magic that was the empty vessel for my mind to fill. As much as the empty page, Quill and ink of my poetry journal, They all inspired to express this; My will.
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The first movement of the Banished trilogy — exile, myth, and the poet's descent.
