perforate the common supposition

white linen drapes wrought iron bars in the lush, palatial setting.
a golden linear ray steals a spot in the free, open air.
satin curtains hang over the cage of a bright eyed queen's bed,
which gently sways in the steady and constant zephyr
making frequent visits from a window and balcony.
a desk carved and furnished in mystery,
crafted with mastership by knowing hands,
declares its resting place in the left wing of the majestic room.
a wooden chair nonchalantly hides behind the desk
who's occupancy is this 'bright eyed queen' herself.
(her concentration is firmly held within the pen.)
a crow quill scratches beautiful cursive in direct, perfect lines
across each filled page, in exquisite mannerisms,
proposing her position in the heart of poesy.
flowing stanzas of descriptive, thought-out ideals
become inscribed on the parchments of muse.
spoken of truth i am, but the mind of a poet
is a land of enigmatic concept, rich with acute terminology.
each poetic mind contains a different impulse.
but listen here: this 'bright eyed' queen is only a metaphor
or perhaps maybe a facsimile of those exuberant thinkers
whose sentiments course through ink.
their audibles transferred to written word
and erect the foundation of prose.
the proficiencies of the penman
will perforate the common supposition.