a study toward sonnet #1,057 by FisherKingKQJ
Our folding paratrooper mountain bikes
Wound rutted tracks to castle Hylarion,
The sky was cloudless blue, our mood halycon
Discussing long our loves, likes and dislikes.
We caught our breaths amid ruin crags and spikes,
Each second silent seemed to last an aeon,
Where trod hot Saracens in armour else leg iron,
Repaved courtyard by London boys' home tykes.
We slumped in wild beds of autumn bloom,
Of poppies, golden drops, and anenomes
One hundred miles off caught a small ship's fume,
One million miles off your thorn enemies.
We looked down over Turkish Cypriot's Girne,
For Rauf we waited, latest news to learn.
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