A Curious Slumber

 

 

The creaking of wood was the split in the silence,

And then the vastness of all vision was then observed.

His eyes were loud and quite defiant,

And then came the booming, questioning words.

 

“Oh, mighty stars in your black velvet keep,

Will you give me a secret that will keep in my sleep?

Tell me the length of your lengthy reign,

Tell me the vastness of your magic domain.

 

Tell me the width of each of your moons,

Teach me the temp of each of your lights,

Show me the course of our pending doom.

Show me the creatures of your deepest night.

 

And oh, great stars with your sparkling jewels,

Tell me something that isn’t so cruel…

 

Tell me the reaches past your walls of infinity,

Show me the distance past your distant chains.

 Bring me to the depths of hazardous proximity.

I ask great stars in sweet heavens name.

 

And oh, great stars if you refuse tonight,

I’ll be here tomorrow as the sun slips under.

 And try as I may with all my might,

I may never understand the depths your growing wonder.

 

For this wonder lures me into a silent slumber.

A silent slumber."

Reviews

[Life Inside Death]

epic.
this to me should be a speech in a novel
the occasional rhyme was nice too
awesome job

[Adrian K. Smith]

I am glad you went with feminine rhymes here (ugh, am I discussing actual style?) for this particular piece. Harsh rhymes would have drawn too much attention to themselves, and distracted us from the curious slumber sought.