Eight-line Poems

Dawn Treader

Dawn Treader

To sail into the Utter East,
to tread the dawn in its bright morning,
to greet the stars fallen to earth,
to see the golden statue underwater,
to hear the Dufflepuds at arms,
and tread the dark halls of silence,
these are the dreams beguiling childhood,
these are the worlds to feed a soul.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 01.19.22
Prompt: Write a poem inspired by titles and/or illustrated covers.