Entwined
On another impoverished evening
so strangely bleak, the moon weeps
for more burning her soul must retain,
And she clings like a stem to the tree of life
that frozen eyes grasp coiled branches,
weighing down on howls of raven’s play.
Just now … crisscrossed sky lanterns
fog the walls of a withering foliage,
like hushed matte from dusk’s greenery
Pouring balm on a requiem in need of shade,
while in her veins drip… a constant gush
as meshed twigs still interlace on leafy ribs
Immersed in the ardor of their moments,
one fragrant orchid and musky trunk…inseparable,
bound together by affectionate, yet lost stars.
With slight acceptance this rooted love will always
meld despite tree of life faintly drooping;
...in clinched angle, she lays on his buried grass
until dim twilight shuts off.
For Broken Wing’s Entwined Contest
2/12/2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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