The Moon Princess: Part One

When the magnificent moon rose to the night sky,
My heart began to pump harder and faster. 
The energy of its rays coursed through my veins,
Forcing all of my senses to become sharper. 
I could hear the howling of wolves far away, and my 
Hand began to twitch for my bow and arrow. 
Still, I walked into the bitter, dark night, 
Stretching out my hand as if 
To hold the delicate tendrils of the light. 
Slowly, my body began to remake itself. 
My body began to become stronger, more beautiful, 
And younger. I fed off of the light,
Absorbing as much as I could 
Before Day would come and steal its glory. 
I heard light footsteps behind me 
Causing me to whirl around and startle the approacher.
"O mighty Artemis," the young child began. 
She quickly dropped down on her knees. 
My smile beamed like the moon 
As I beckoned her to stand up.
She stood and continued speaking: 
"A man has been found spying upon us.
As much as you are truthful and honest, his tongue drips
With words covered in honey though the words are full of 
His cunningness and poison. What would you bid us 
To do with this man?" She said but spitting out the 
Word man. She was one of my prized huntresses 
And learned only from the best about life's philosophies. 
"Bring him to me," I said. There was only one punishment 
Fit for this kind of disgusting, manly characteristic. 
All of my darling Huntresses paraded out of the vegetation,
Into my open field lit only by the royal light of the moon. 
One of the girls brought the cunning man forth, 
Slung over her shoulder like a useless sack. 
She dropped him on the ground before me, 
My eyes bore daggers into this pathetic thing bowing to me. 
The male sex disgusted me. 
They believed in themselves too much. 
They were rough with those around them, grace-less 
To those who associated with them, 
And always in a state of dirt and grime.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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