even though

even though

A Poem by m.s.early

and lo, it appears the sun is waning, dimming twilight 
prematurely
and the eyes of the moon 
laboriously awaking
yet even from the hilltop is there a lullaby
fervent is its hush to the moon
coaxing it to nestle 
in heaven’s starry cloud-loft 
but with stretching yawn and lip smacks
it replies, “I awake… even though”
persuading the sun…
reschedule your departure!
consult a horologist!
with ever grounding, growing twilight
it replies, “I repair... even though”
where upon the infinite gaze of love into the future
it is to notice
no moment is parted from in haste
that love and death and life and hate
ever ebb in their eternal flow
when touch is softening on our flowers
there is careless trampling nearing
and the lullaby knows no secret
yet it hums sweetly 
even though

© 2014 m.s.early


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wow,feels like my mind on more neurons, I will attempt to assimilate the warm flow of life it paints!

Posted 9 Years Ago


when touch is softening on our flowers
there is careless trampling nearing.

So touching and beautiful write there. Great read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


the final stanza is what poetry is all for X; to be defiant and bold when the hum of life is
deafening....

You are so good here....dana

Posted 9 Years Ago


Beautiful imagery. Your writing flows very nicely and it is effortless to leave (and very enjoyable). The concept of this is unique yet relatable, and your details make it exceptional. Keep writing!

Posted 9 Years Ago


My favorite kind of poem, especially on cold winter nights

Posted 9 Years Ago


For everything a time and a time for everything. An imaginative look at the Yin and Yang of Life x.silver. very cool writing dear poet.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Xavier, I love your poetic voice so much. You are amazing! Great writing, time after time. A new favorite for my favorite file. Thank you!

Posted 9 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Boy Silver you amaze in a lullaby way. I feel like a babe swaying in the arms of the worded magician.

Posted 9 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautifully worded and meticulously conveyed from the heart. Excellent X.....

Posted 9 Years Ago



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