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Array ( [sid] => 2233 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Moon Death [time] => 2002-08-13 10:29:16 [hometext] => " [bodytext] => Aside he kept the crystal box,
Tied with a red beaming bow,
Told me one day moonbeams,
Would be mine to overthrow.

They currently ruled the skies above,
In this world of constant night,
And when I imprisoned every beam,
The world would be ruled by light.

For he told me I held the sunshine
The universe needed my smile
And I was content, with my destiny
If only, for a while.

Every night beyond the shadows,
I watched the moonbeams dance
As they illuminated the vast expanse
Of landscape in a trance.

Obsessed with beauty they star gazed
The stars would not be seen,
If moonbeams did not dance on
Shedding that silvery screen.

I began to think again,
Whether he was right
Whether those imprisoned beams,
Should be kept from the freedom of night.

Making up my mind, I crept to the box,
As darkness hid my form,
And he slept on as I crept in
Overhead there raged a storm…

Trembling, lonely in the night
Prickly heat set in,
Guilt of my conscience crawls as I
Erased my destiny ‘fore it could begin.

Ran my fingers over the ribbon,
What to do when he finds out?
But not thinking, I opened the box
As each moonbeam surged about.

Then with a stir, I realised,
The storm had disturbed his dreams
Then, over the moon kissed land
A dying cry was heard,
By deaf moonbeams.
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Moon Death

Contributed by phildel on Tuesday, 13th August 2002 @ 10:29:16 AM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

Aside he kept the crystal box,
Tied with a red beaming bow,
Told me one day moonbeams,
Would be mine to overthrow.

They currently ruled the skies above,
In this world of constant night,
And when I imprisoned every beam,
The world would be ruled by light.

For he told me I held the sunshine
The universe needed my smile
And I was content, with my destiny
If only, for a while.

Every night beyond the shadows,
I watched the moonbeams dance
As they illuminated the vast expanse
Of landscape in a trance.

Obsessed with beauty they star gazed
The stars would not be seen,
If moonbeams did not dance on
Shedding that silvery screen.

I began to think again,
Whether he was right
Whether those imprisoned beams,
Should be kept from the freedom of night.

Making up my mind, I crept to the box,
As darkness hid my form,
And he slept on as I crept in
Overhead there raged a storm…

Trembling, lonely in the night
Prickly heat set in,
Guilt of my conscience crawls as I
Erased my destiny ‘fore it could begin.

Ran my fingers over the ribbon,
What to do when he finds out?
But not thinking, I opened the box
As each moonbeam surged about.

Then with a stir, I realised,
The storm had disturbed his dreams
Then, over the moon kissed land
A dying cry was heard,
By deaf moonbeams.

Copyright Â© phildel ... [ 2002-08-13 10:29:16]
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Re: Moon Death (User Rating: 1 )
by Mack22 on Wednesday, 14th August 2002 @ 10:15:05 AM AEST
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that was a really beautiful poem!
I loved it!
Hope i can read more of your poems!

Re: Moon Death (User Rating: 1 )
by yellow_sundragon on Wednesday, 21st August 2002 @ 11:05:06 AM AEST
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I really like this poem, did you ever think of turning it into a story?

yellow_sundragon

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