The Mighty Eye In a Brief Eclipse of Time - Part 2

 Continued from Part 1


The trees, they hang in time and space around me –
trees, which in time before had swayed,
so gently tugged by ocean breezes,
trees, which in time before were lightly lit
with emerald tinted leaves,
trees, which in time before had reached to space above
with twisted tangled fingers,
grasping fingers,
fingers drenched with golden tears
shed by the Mighty Eye.

The trees, they hang in space and time,
benumbed and frozen motionless around me 
chilled with rooted premonitions of the void,
their branches clutching darkness  
and their leaves foreboding doom.

The muted winds begin to whisper tales
of many frightened things,
which, with mournful apprehension
have hunkered down behind the haze
and ceased their joyful play.

And all the while dank shadows gaily dance
a dismal dance,
for their time is soon to come.

The fitful shore lies suddenly still.

Unfeeling stones and hollow shells,
are paused a little, 
stalled,
and dropped haphazardly,
midst their mindless random journey,
now abandoned by the sea,

for fickle waves have slipped away 
to greet a falling prey.

And as the Mighty Eye droops lower,
laminated molten lips
are pursed and pucker higher,
sucking in the sky.

Within a trice the Mighty Eye
submits and squints, distended red,
perhaps tormented by fantastic thoughts
of imminent demise,
or else of being lashed beneath a lid 
of distant faithless waves.

And as her dying flash dissolves,
two lurid lips arise, 
three lusty lips -
a thousand parted limpid lips 
which asudden, 
though with little haste,
consume the Mighty Eye.

                   EPILOGUE

The trees are now but lurking shades
amongst the murky shadows.

Relentless fog slips slowly by -
her floating tongues drip silence
as they slink like snakes in stealth nearby.

The lacerated faithless lips have once again returned
to kiss the vacant vapid shores
in a brief eclipse of time.



 END 
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 6:41 AM
Go and lie down and rest, you must be exhausted after this brilliant two pieces xx
Horsman Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 4:09 AM
History, philosophy, imagery they are here, Terry, i agree With Linda-Marie, would make a terrific series on the tv.... An excellent poem, so well written, the subject so interesting; a joy to read...
Sweetheart Avatar
September 11, 2012 at 7:50 PM
a grand finale Terry .. could be a made for TV episode mini series for the sci-fi junkie .. like me ..
Cavanaugh Avatar
September 11, 2012 at 10:59 AM
Wow, This is an awesome poem. For me it was such a wonderful colorful image of a sunset. The metaphoric Mighty Eye setting in the distance. This is a master piece. Well done.
Loving Iii Avatar
September 10, 2012 at 2:18 PM
i liked "to whom it may concern" this one need a lot of advice.
Horne Avatar
September 9, 2012 at 8:39 AM
parts one and two were just awesome, Terry - a sure winer if for a contest
Onclaud Avatar
September 9, 2012 at 5:57 AM
you know, this mesmerizing piece can stand on its own, terry... a penetrating work that truly excels in artwords and language!..:) huggs
Goff Avatar
September 8, 2012 at 9:09 PM
Hey Terry, cool write! Original and creative! Jimbo
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