Under The Phases Of The Moon

A Poem:



Under the Phases Of The Moon

A not so clear night

Thunderheads, a star now and then

A skyline, ridge, ocean

The moon

In Nomine Sinestre,

A pale gaze from clear eyes,

Look deep, what do you see

A dark reality

A dream missed

Under the phases of the moon

Stay a while, a fleeting while

A haunted smile under dark circled eyes

And years go by, never cry

Under the phases of the moon

Off in the distance

a saxaphone

in a blue mood

A jolt of fear, always near

Fragments of a life, pieces of the dream

survive

Under the phases of the moon

A drifting mist of thought

Caught unawares

In a slow waking dawn

Look deep, who do you see

Under the phases

of

the

moon.

AntonyMarius