The Dorset Viking


My Magic Box - Poem by The Dorset Viking

I will put in the box

a rugby ball made of pure gold
the sound of a well connected kick
and the cheer of the crowd as it goes through the posts.

I will put in the box

a grouse bone whistle which calls souls back to this world
a charred, hollow tree with jewels in the middle
the flame of a candle bringing hope to the earth.

I will put in the box

a single silver star
a golden eagle feather's eagle
and an encyclopedia of sport.

I will put in the box

a mirror that shows the truth
a hammer that can break anything
and the horn of a unicorn.

My box is fashioned from Diamond, Emerald and
and snow, with stalactites hanging from the ceiling
and a some rugby posts in the middle.

I will play Rugby in my box,
all day long and at night I will stare at the beauty
of the single silver star and dream of the next day.


Comments about My Magic Box by The Dorset Viking

  • Rookie - 3 Points Emily Oldham (11/11/2008 2:47:00 PM)

    a box of dreams within reality... great write.
    Athena

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 4, 2008



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