Friday, January 07, 2011

boat built of moonbeams

awake and dreaming yet i trudge across
the forlorn night's unyielding dark demise
no mood light from my moon its bleached abyss
serenitatis drowns my sunken eyes

indifferent man, with constant turning face
what will betide my fortunes? rise or fall
on distant shores, the unobserved place
lit by the sun but dark to else's all

a sail unfurled launches lonely craft
the lonelier captain leaps into the void
a spangled sky approaches fore and aft
where star-crossed vessels hope to be destroyed

expanses of the heavens and the seas
match not the unhinged mind for vagrancies

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