Comments about Antonia Nasi
There's a happy place I go at night,
In mind and heart, devoid of fright.
Surrounded by this dreamt-up place,
Unconscious state, embraced by grace.
Escaping in an endless sea,
Imagining who I'd like to be.
A poet, queen or wealthy heir...
A songstress with a voice so rare.
Traveling by my plane or boat,
Swimming in my castle's moat.
Candle's light my way around,
Flower's strewn about the ground.
As peace and ease flow through my soul,
I waken and resume my role...
No poets, queens or motes remain,
Woods O' Dreary
Twice upon a town named Eerie,
The children stalk the Woods O' Dreary
Pale and white as zombies they roam,
White teeth like pearls, from their mouths they foam
Watching and waiting they find their prey,
On the outskirts of Eerie...fresh blood on their way!