Lady Moon
Your cold body
enthroned above
distant sphere
watching in
retracted silence
still, even in your
movements.
Ascending-
descending
wrapt within
skye blanket
a lone single
empty socket.
Pulse:
through my blood
mutely
you whisper
and laugh
in the back of
my skull.
So alone
your beauty
enshrined
your immortal death
undenied;
born again
only unto the
night!
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
when i read, i am inspired to write more. the skull reference was like the moon, and appropriate. the born again was good, as the moon rises. two thoughts i had: that the laughing may have a reason; and that the moon tries to stay aloof, but the sun reveals the lady's beauty.
Thank you very much for your insightful comments, and I am glad it could be an inspiration.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
This illustrative poem is startlingly touching; some staggering images have added splendor to the poem
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
*bows* Thank you very much
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
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