Polymorph, a Poem of Transformation

Tamara Jern
crimson light hangs in the air-
follow the tracers of the sigil
-power contained-

reined in
(can you tame wild horses?)
serving my purpose
to create and destroy

it makes me -breaks me-
into something new

& different

with fist and fang
born in silver fire
leaping at the edges

of the circle
protected by runes
keeping ill will out (or in?)

engineering
-if you can engineer creation-
my transformation
from mortal

to beast

Published by Tamara Jern

I'm a geeky mom of one spirited child and wife to a gamer husband. Writing has been something that I've been doing on and off for around half my life and its always something that's cathartic, emotional, an...  View profile

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