Lunar Possession

Vociferous stranger, vacant you swoon

Dispersing anathemas with each step

Whence meters find their distant promenade

Benumbed sentry traipsing beneath grey moons

With the countenance of dark secrets kept

As rays lower upon your unmarked grave

The furtive glance secretes visions of ruin

As spindrifts thrash forth their echoic stet

Forever haunting the taciturn stave

Hunger asphyxiates the sated tune

While the parched arrhythmia slowly wept

For the heart knows what the enemy craves

The boy shook, as the thirsting neon crept

Whereas a mother’s love, prayed while he slept

  

 Over at D'Verse, Sam presents us a unique twist to the sonnet form for this week's Formforall, something he calls the Trireme Sonnet.  It was certainly fun putting this piece together, think I wound up deviating from the pentameter a bit in places, but other than that, followed the 10 syllable, ABC-ABC-ABC-ABC-(Choice of AA, BB, or CC Heroic Couplet).  I definitely recommend you check out his article and see what the poets of D'Verse came up with. Cheers!

As The Flash Deceives the Eye to Feel

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Muzzle, nuzzling moist, emitting light

Unto a flashpoint, a halo torn, ripped

Away from whence were born.  Siren’s

Flare, deafening stare, a shadow cries

From deep nowhere, eclipsing pathos

Upon steins well poured, as the sated

Lay bloat till morn. Grazed, snipped—tongue

tipped, teeth gripped, glazed eyes, rolled back in.

Ordeals only remain when remembered as real, and all

The mares at night, forever shall, ride away as

Dawn ascends upon, this, a pasture of the flesh.

Rainfall scatters as dense brush peaks, turning silent

As blind thoughts reap, tricking, tracking, the mind to

Play, with those fears you’ve saved away, for times

When only self-loathing will do, the trick to reinforce

How much you hate what lives in you.

Repaint the partitions.  Anoint the buried wood.  Remove the

Stains and all else that never should, live another hour that

Instills the reinforcing of any remaining shards of pain.

Baku

Before you go to bed at night

say your prayers; say them right

then nestle in, under covers spell

and ever, always sleep; sleep well

But if a problem should occur

if you hear an angered word

or see a face with fangs in blood

just remember, this is but a dream

that’s gone wrong… that it is something

so easily solved

Remember, there are no such things as ghosts

Remember, there are no such things as monsters

Thoughts spoken to ease the child’s mind

Thoughts, naively conceived

Simply look above you there

and choose to see Baku

then permit him to devour

your every nightmare clean

Then reawake

in a refreshed state

by dreaming the sweetest dreams

You’ve ever seen

The Baku is a mythical creature that comes from the lore of Japan.  There are many different descriptions of what a Baku looks like.  The more modern description shows him to look like a giant tapir, having the body of a horse, the head of a lion and the legs and paws of a tiger.

They are the type of creature that lives mutually with humans.  Whenever a person awakes, after suffering a nightmare or bad dream, it is told that if that person calls on Baku, he will.  He’ll enter the dreamers mind and eat all the fragments of the nightmare up.  The human will then awake feeling refreshed and  it is told they will experience a very peaceful day.