Full Cold Moon
December 28th, 2012
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The Last Winter Rose...
Coyote howled to another dawn
The cold Winter Moon is a bitter sweet
mistress
Luna’s final full phase of another passing
year
Hope
can grow faint so subtly,
That
it is barely noticeable,
Until
its former presence fades away…
Falling
from love’s spinning wheel
Feels
as if gravity has drawn out the Ocean’s final tide
Visions of grandeur adorn new beginnings
Their
smoke and mirrors embellish illusions,
While
leaving a pathway of footprints,
Leading
to the conclusion of dead end dreams
The
victim of my own imagination watches
As
the imagined remaining natural elements
Become obscure
Become obscure
The more things change
The more they remain the same
The more they remain the same
It
is daunting how the chicanery of the mind
Plays
tricks on the lonely heart of it’s flesh
Loss of balance leads to mere mortal ambiguity
Being pricked by the barbed stem
Of a beautiful thorny rose,
Is
like a dart to the heart
You feel the sting at the moment of
penetration,
However
the drip of blood cannot be heard
Over
an emotional sigh too deep for words.
Life slowly trickles out drowning the spirit
of the soul…
Silently,
without notice from the outside world
A
broken heart bleeding out one drip at a time is painless,
Except
to look in the mirror and watch it happen,
Knowing
all the while the end is near,
Watching
as sheer agony unfolds...
The only way to stop the bleeding,
As a broken heart suffers
Through the ache of unrequited love,
Is
to stay away from thorny roses
Under
the lonesome shining light
Of
the fully illuminated Cold Moon…
Harlon Rivers…December
27th, 2012
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