“Sing to me,” the Twilight Princess entreats,
and the Shadow Bard begins with a smile.
At the sound of his voice, sadness retreats,
for his scintillant words her heart beguile.
Her voice joins his in the still forest air:
a music of evening by starlight kissed,
when sung together growing still more fair,
an enchanting melody in the mist.
With dawn their duet reluctantly ends;
children holding hands awaken and rise.
Daylight to the legend no semblance lends;
an ordinary world greets their doleful eyes.
Yet Neverland the fair duet redeems,
for its twilight music returns in dreams.
©2017 Bill Hazelrig
This sonnet is a revised version of a poem which I tweeted on 8/21/2017 in response to 5 poetry prompts (#DimpleVerse #lionsighs #AugustFalls #BeautizmLove & #TLPoetry). My original tweet ended at 3 stanzas, with the final line of the third stanza serving the function which is now served by this sonnet’s final couplet: to redeem the joy and hope of the children’s dream (“but a joyous dream still touches their eyes.”).