Sharp sparks fly, they scatter

to pierce the silken sable night…

Beneath the gentle lunar smile

maenads dance with graceful shadows,

spinning fast and weaving light,

weightless, defying

 a rude and tasteless gravity;

breathless covered creeping darkness

cast effortless aside

buried secret tears and lies.

Weeds burst into thirsty flowers,

heads thrust back,  

to swallow evening showers.

Softly green and crawling mosses, 

crowned in solemn halos,

choirs sing in saintly echoes;

truth, a whispered evening kiss,

cradled in her warm abyss.


Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

One thought on “Abyss”

  1. I dont even have the words to respond to this, Mel.
    Its so true and so beautiful… left my heart aching ever so slightly… and ny breath trembling with emotion.
    Love you.. mel. You r a precious gem that shines so brilliantly even in the darkest corners of my abyss.

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