Joshua Dusome Poet Rondeau

Matriarch of the Moon

Matriarch of the Moon

Her mighty bow never misses its mark,
I passed her one night on a hunt in the dark.
I averted my eyes for a beauty unseen,
Under moonlight, entwined with natures queen.
We remained together though the cover of dark.

Before the break of dawn we embarked.
Her eyes flashed with loving spark.
Enchanting, though I wish I had foreseen,
Her mighty bow.

Apollo, angered by waking sparks,
Lured the friend of moon's matriarch.
In final moments, before cruel scene,
I thought only of natures graceful queen.
Her mighty bow.

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Beata Agustin April 24, 2024 at 1:07 AM I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.