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King Aries | A Poem by Christie-Luke Jones

An arrowhead through fizzing air,
Lands square in time-worn timber.
Quivers proudly in feathered pomp,
With glow of waxing spring.

And bronze-clad bow from whence it loosed,
Lies sheathed beneath a cherry tree,
Whose blossom kisses light and pink,
Hint at sweet and tender fruit.

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Christie-Luke Jones is a poet, actor, screenwriter and philanthropist from Oxfordshire, England. Christie-Luke’s writing is strongly influenced by the Gallic blood that courses through his veins, as well as his interest in the more macabre aspects of the human condition.


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