Night's Shroud

As Night Wears Long...

High above the trees
the world itself
all I have become
I gazed heavenbound
Seeking those skies
we once shared
To wreath myself in shadows
To feel the lambent grace
your moon-bourne smiles
Shroud my every thought
in flickering stars

But above?
Jet black//devoid
Only a whispering
Shadowed sprawl
Festering, bisecting, infecting
My tainted heart
As only iron can
... and the stars?
But seething roil within
my every tepid touch.

Where, where was the sky we shared?

All those years adorning myself
within lunar reminiscence
At long last, the night had shrouded
Itself from me//itself within me
And sealed away our time
this illusion of space.

How long must one gaze to a sky
they dregged in solitary sorrow?
How long must poisoned blood
flow those astral filaments within?
How can one scream out the void
that scrapes out this expanse we forged?
How can one cast off a darkness
that wears you immense, as a night sky?

Dine hunc ardorem mentibus addunt,
Stella, an sua cuique deus fit dira cupido?

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

I like your poetry very much.
W.