We Cycle as the Sun & Moon

for Mira

once. i held a heart compelling

fervent wells of fleeting flight

desert stars would swallow words

as hours sifted through the glass

wandered through the glacial meadows

dwarfed by redwoods reaching sun

that they might alight with flames

to usher in the dawn's refrain

stood on salted shores that stored

the startings of a siren's song

longing for the shadow's shifting

solitude of duties wrought

in those days of passioned plight

sights set on the looming bend

tender tears had soaked my shoulder

fallen from her anguished mien

unabashed pleas of pining

crashing into crumbling rock

placid waters, motion lacking

listless as the last long kiss

still, i would walk in those steps

till time should breach the black horizon

in a realm where forms are free

from frivolously guarded guise

how we stand and face this void

belies the eyes that felled my truth

quelled by thoughts of quietus

we cycle as the sun and moon

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful use of description of how people can fall together upon the safe path and need the same things. The moon and the sun. They cross each other for a moment. Is it enough? Thank you Max for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote