CatalinaA Poem by Moonflower
And when its all closing in, will you still try to breathe, your hands flat against the wall pushing, pushing away at that stone barricade Oh how they pulled back your hair and sang of glory and principalities Your fingers snug against the banister with only a hint of what might be recognized as pride Those pagan banners fell to the ground like the wails of their ghostly hearts blood gripping against flesh and mudd Boot trampling the turmoil, Heads held high with triumph though you knew the lie all the while So did he take your sordid face in his unrelenting hands Pretending, oh what a pretender, that he fell inlove again Oh My Pomegranate, Oh my sweet Empress Divine Those treacherous words did you remember as the tower stood tall among the pines, where your days would be reigned by darkness while on your own throne a girl reclined
Oh gracious one, with patience kind Oh fearless one, with god resides Oh dear love, Oh righteous face You took your love to traitorous fate You promised your love to your dieing mate You bid goodbye, to all your life, wait Oh such a lie, Oh such a waste
Did the moon hang high that night her rested head on pillowed might Her ivory skin so clean and cold Her glare still skillful, sharp, and bold Did her ladies mourn her soul, as she smiled, praying as she let go... © 2010 MoonflowerAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on December 28, 2010 Last Updated on December 28, 2010 AuthorMoonflowerLouisville, KYAboutHello :) My name is Desiree. What brings me to this website is my love for poetry and storytelling. At this time I consider myself more of a poet, than a writer or author. I do not have the pa.. more..Writing
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