A Love Poem

[ShadowsCool]

Authors note: "Your steps ran in the dark forest wall.
The monster not far behind"

The Fierce Moon

Let all the gray world inhale and
Wake with colors, there I can find her
Against the frivolous moon,
That beams impenetrable through evening,
Even after the owl devours his prey
And takes sanctity of flight.

I will not remember a moment
In the terrified grasp of the wicked eyes,
I will not remember a thing;
Only of what I saw,
Your wondrous eyes blurred in the night
With the fierce moon your only guide.

Fallen Star....

What fair skies above are beating down the temples of heaven?
The fallen star, the scorched star of tears
Went to lay in the maidens course.
And no road, nor river may find her,
For she is in eternal bed with no trees
Nor bare grounds to trot on.

What bid of goodbye did she bring?
Man wicked from the tongue did sing
Defiling her cloth of final rest,
As the priest laid down his final address.

No fair skies brought this mud
Of man and muck and burnt courses,
The befuddled masses mourn
Under slick trees.

And after the last pebble is put to rest
All are leaving, the gravedigger, the sun
And even the silent sparrow.
No one remains but
A fallen Son on the hollow tree
Who went to lay the sweet maiden to bed.