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 Claire De Lune

 

 

 

Yes, there were twines of beauty

Caressing the sadness

Of the absconding sun

 

White Gold and Ivory that seeped

In between the citrus and yellow gold

 

Ah, if only ungrateful human eyes

Showed a kinder reflection

 

If only they had known

That colors of the daylight dry

In humility to the dancing lights

Lanterns drooping from the muted dark

 

A rendering of art

A ballerina gliding

With a glass heart

The glow of the threads

Blurring her milk-white breasts

As that of a Queen,

 

Yes, it shimmered steadily

Among the frayed clouds

She would nightly knead

Yet her eyelashes quivered

Wavering away from poets' greed,

 

Her legs were of untouched silk,

Feet within frame of pallid gemstone

Lifting her above the exhales

Of slumbering beasts

 

Her arms, like feathers they were,

Light and fragile so she often fell

Her hair brushing against

The jealous fingernails of a forest

 

So her skin had caught the scent

 of lilac and Kalamantina

 

One man's sight was not oblivious

Of the scattered loveliness

His Silver Sirena

 

So a verse wrote itself

But the heart holding the melody

Was shriveled by decay

 

Death struggled to tear out

The soul that clung to a dream

His eyes closing around

A white-gold scented gleam

 

The Goddess of his Plague

That flew away in fright,

 

Or perhaps, another vague,

Beautiful moonlight.

Author's Note

*Image(1)
*Title: Still of the Night
*Artist: since91
*Link: http://since91.deviantart.com/art/Still-of-the-Night-159369290?q=boost%3Apopular%20in%20the%20night&qo=8

*Image(2)
*Title: Night View
*Artist: Faei
*Link: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=night+view#/dimf86

- A tribute to Claude Debussy's musical materpiece: Claire De Lune.

Reviews

[PaperDoll]

"so a verse wrote itself..." there is something timeless about this piece, as thought it has been around for forever. It tells a beautiful tale, and I liked it a lot. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem told a beautiful and wonderful story. I had to read a second time to catch all the amazing language and story in the poem.
"So her skin had caught the scent
of lilac and Kalamantina"
Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote