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!

A Disconsolate Turns to The Dark Arts for Emotional Support

Tranquility harnessed, by the reigns of fatigue

Birthed by void, cold and terse

Inner-cynics, sparring foot and knee

Balance wavers, so moves forth this curse

Of vapored redress, dark clouds disperse

The covens held, in primal view

A razor shakes, verse to blackened verse

Scratched tongues affirm, each the fears are true

The cauldron’s bewitching path

Its secrets revealed at last

 In highest boil the water finds

Prophecies, both cruel, divine

And standstill you become, paralyses renew

As stake-laid fibers rise again, turning circles will the rope

To tighten knots secure to throat, letting pressure guide its noose

Upon the stains of past, memories faucet empties hope

Paler does the skin then cry, fraying urge faint to cope

As suffocation screams for air, fastest ever beats do start

Strain to push blood’s flow, in this, life’s final trope

First the limbs lilt in languor, and then cede does the broken heart

I thought about composing something especially for Valentine's Day, but instead went this route.  Stop on by to D'Verse for their weekly Open Link Night, read all the great poetry linked up and even link up one of your own.  Pub opens at 3pm.  See you there.

Spellbound

Glancing,

Across glaciers,

Into replicates

Voyages,

Set adrift,

Into regions neither nor

Entrenched,

In mysteries,

Best served-

With a sense of anticipation

Poltergeists and Dragons’ teeth

Breaking bread

Amidst harvester’s feasts

Poking,

Eyes into,

Peering,

Depths come to

Vaccinations

Sera

Cure this coma

Before the weakening of the spell