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Tales From The Cabin That Smokes: Book Twenty-Five, “The Catafalque”...

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Bluesy Socrateaser
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The catafalque calls, ready to serve through my subliminal rapture of verse
Although it seems inviting in its calm, cool stance, its intentions are bitter and terse

She moved with the fire, high on her post, this girl that could dance with the moon
and although her heart was broken and dark, her soul was burned out far too soon

Entangled in moonlight that pierced through the flames, she swam in their flickering rhythm
The taste of her soul was thick in the air, which only hastened the schism

The encroaching trees stretched out their fingers that appeared as a praising hand
With the sky in her soul, corrupt and in fragments resonated bitter, as planned

She fell from her post, and the night became dark without this girl who lit up the sky
For without her acquaintance the moon was alone, and accordingly proceeded to die

Cold and alone the world looked up at a sky, which now lingered above without light
And every creature whether man or beast, let out a cry in the night

The girl, who lay dying, was scooped up by the sun who had finally risen from sleep,
and the moon, whom he loved was sent to the catafalque where the others could properly weep

She was laid to rest, with the shards of the sky that had embedded themselves deep in her heart
This lovely girl who now sleeps with the sun, a new world she was soon to start



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Lori Grosser Rhoden
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1 posted 01-01-2018 04:06 PM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

Bluesy, did you hear my jaw drop? Bravo my good man. Don't know where I'd begin to start with a comment, so I'll just give you a standing ovation.   ~L
Bluesy Socrateaser
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quote:
"Don't know where I'd begin to start with a comment"
That 'comment' was far more than I deserve! Thank you so much, Miss Lori!

...just bein' Bluesy

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I loved this from the first line until the last ~ What a wonderful journey through your words ~ Pictured it all   Thankies for sharing this one
 
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