Moon Spirit

Prayer

As Artemis played the harp
In the night sky,
All the feathers
Shut their eyes.
And a lonely child
Kneeling in the storm's eye,
looked up
At the one who never sleeps.
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The soul
Drawn like a song
From an angel's violin
Shed it's feathers
Like leaves from a dying tree,
Raining ashes on
The sleeping hills
In a blink, becoming
A blazing ray
Of iridescent light
With feathers and ashes
Trailing behind.
So the child returned to the moon
Like an arrow
To the hunter's bow.

But only the night king saw this.

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Author's Note

What impression does the poem give you,what feelings does it communicate

Reviews

[Damien Ridge]

It fills me with fantasy and wonder. I love poems/writings like this. Such imagery, and imagination. "In a blink, becoming A blazing ray Of iridescent light With feathers and ashes Trailing behind" That was my favorite part, but the whole piece was kind of magical. In a literal sense I feel the moon hit a child's face and returned back to the moon with his thoughts.. Or a kings inner child. Really good, thanks for sharing!

[Davidgeo]

You have enough talent not to worry about what other people think you are communicating.

Write for yourself, it doesn't matter if it makes sense to others or not. That will come, or it won't. You have less control over that then you think.