O' Waning MoonA Poem by Doodley
Queen of Tides.
O' Waning moon, before you I stand with earnest pleas and wail,
Cocoon the seas against thy silvery breast, let not the parting ships sail!;
For the one that I love with our synchronised heart, stands alone at the port on the shore,
To be taken away from me this next day, and lost forevermore.
As I stand in the light of thy humble glow, in the cool of the tender night breeze,
And watch with mine eyes the joyous fireflies, as they dance amongst the noble oak trees;
My mind starts to wander, as i stand here and ponder, the words and phrase I will say,
To speak without doubt, not whisper but shout, about my love to convince her to stay.
And should you so wonder O' mistress of night, as to why I confide so to thee,
Why a mortal on Earth goes to knees in the dirt, and drowns out your peace with his plea?;
For you in your splendour, aloft the grim night, wearing your nightgown of stone,
Know in thy deepest recesses and craters of light, how it feels to be all alone.
And should you O' Moon lose your tenuous grasp on the tides to thy lover, the Sun,
The ship will set sail on the luminescent green, and the song of my love shall be done;
So, I beg you, O' Moon with all of my prayer! Let not the ships wander free!,
Else I'll lay me here down, on this cold Earthen ground, in despair, forever to be.
O' Waning Moon do not lay to rest! Forever stay in my sight!
Bathe my lonely, weeping, mourning heart in thy glowing crystalline light!;
Stay thy steady grasp on the evening tide, sway the seas there yonder, more,
And fill all of my soul and dying depths, with the love I knew before.
© 2016 Doodley
Sydney , Australia
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