08-29-2015, 06:29 PM
That night the moon dipped down her crown, and glowing, raced us home.
She sped on hedges, skimming black-browed, deep-ploughed fields;
vanquished by the unseen wraiths that rose from hollows hid by shade,
to flash again through fence and tree, on pallid, swirling sprites.
Writhing like smoke, they fell behind to die in scarlet light.
We breathed and drank the damp, quick air so none was left for words;
just faster than the moon we rolled, with you and I as one.
Our bobbing beam lit eyes in earth and grass and bush and tree,
each stare a star in moments lost to miles sucked up by time.
We neither gasped nor pointed “look!” as each bright light blinked out;
for this was not our time to dwell but time to journey on.
We smiled 'neath scented canopies as heaven lost to leaf;
just faster than the moon we rolled, with you and I at peace.
Familiar lifts and swaying turns made strangely known our path.
No maps nor guides could steal this sense, our bodies felt the line.
Leaning in advance of bends, we hugged then flew the ironed way.
As gravity reversed we rose, held by its weightless hand.
Before us fell the hill to hope and warmth from welcome walls;
just faster than the moon we rolled, you and I…then home.
Tectak
2012
A bump but also a much needed edit. Thanks to all who helped it along.
She sped on hedges, skimming black-browed, deep-ploughed fields;
vanquished by the unseen wraiths that rose from hollows hid by shade,
to flash again through fence and tree, on pallid, swirling sprites.
Writhing like smoke, they fell behind to die in scarlet light.
We breathed and drank the damp, quick air so none was left for words;
just faster than the moon we rolled, with you and I as one.
Our bobbing beam lit eyes in earth and grass and bush and tree,
each stare a star in moments lost to miles sucked up by time.
We neither gasped nor pointed “look!” as each bright light blinked out;
for this was not our time to dwell but time to journey on.
We smiled 'neath scented canopies as heaven lost to leaf;
just faster than the moon we rolled, with you and I at peace.
Familiar lifts and swaying turns made strangely known our path.
No maps nor guides could steal this sense, our bodies felt the line.
Leaning in advance of bends, we hugged then flew the ironed way.
As gravity reversed we rose, held by its weightless hand.
Before us fell the hill to hope and warmth from welcome walls;
just faster than the moon we rolled, you and I…then home.
Tectak
2012
A bump but also a much needed edit. Thanks to all who helped it along.