The skies have been painted with scarlet
Violet has stained the lands to the west
Azure tones flee longing for Apollo
And pink hues have opened their breasts
With indigo hues stalking their cousins
As the orange flames die the west
Where yellow embers lie smoldering
Their soft light leaving clouds caressed
On mountains, on seas, and in deserts
By countless sunsets have I been blessed
But because you share this one with me
This is the sunset that I have loved best.
New
The last star I shall ever see
The smoke is thick and clouds my mind
There is little light left with which to hope
The sun a distant ember from days gone by
I scan the night through my telescope
Ice sheets bathe the world in blood
Loneliness is the new paradigm
Endless nights I lie awake and wonder
In the myths I believed in for a time
And like the faint twinkle I witness
Believed in beyond my insanity
You resplend in my heart beyond beauty
The last star I know I will ever see
i lost my love at haymarket
i lost my love at haymarket
i don’t know where she’s gone
for she was mine for a little while
and then she disappeared anon
roosters crow and the sheep bleat
and sea gulls mock me all day long
and every red haired vixen
incites in me her song
down princes street I hear the tune
of brokenhearts marking where she’s gone
the leith walk down to firth on forth
has never felt so empty and wrong
for revelations of splendor
have burned bright into my breast
and though she may have gone uncaring
i care now only for death.
Midnight Musings from Melancholy Muses 