Nocturne

All this verity elongates the will,

till the averages of distances yell

what's far, far afield.

Moonlit feet in the bare on black

grass...go at the ground as if they

support the last thing standing.

The mind parodies body, body 

parodies mind in a fourth rate bid

for disappearance--as the infinite,

and infinitesimal trade glances.

The terrible arc of a stone's throw...

is more than gravity and glass houses.

There's too much substantial evidence

to destroy...all this verity elongates

the will...far, far afield.

The stone will come to rest, the shattered

glass will reflect ambient light in snatches...

and a nocturne will be fully realized.

The cover story of unrequited love.

Konstantinos Mark

Reviews

[Wuji]

I like your skillful use of language, though I would have put these into stanzas of 3 lines myself. It's all quite artistic and unusual. I feel a sense of the 'supernatural' for lack of a better term pervades this piece.

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)......................

[Onoma]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................