The crescent moon rose to glow,
Among the blistering winter snow,
The cracking mirror reflection showed,
That this was not where we should go,
Departing angels flying to and fro,
From the depths of seas and pole to pole,
Are you Eve with a serpent soul?
Are you Adam with no where to go?
Swift and humble invested breath,
For eons bounding this man to flesh,
Curropt a portrait until theres nothing left,
Argue with heaven on the devils chest,
Tetragram written simply as died,
Titans falling in a tragic sight,
Cruel in watercolors of fermenting life,
Hell bound rook overtook the knight.
(2017)
Categories:
tetragram, dark, deep, judgement, poems,
Form: Rhyme