A chalk white moon

A chalk white moon 
braved the steel grey 
a’brooding in the far heavens 
Where the eastern skies 
await the nascent orb of night 

It ascends the lofty walls 
amid a turmoil of leaden clouds 
Burgeoning at the foothills 
gracing the vaulted ceiling 
arched over the dominion 
When eventide falls

While a ruthless tempest brews 
high in an infinite firmament 
And hovers merciless 
above a hapless prey below

Until its hour of glory is come
to assail for a tide and a time 
The land of the living 
~ d.a.simpson ~


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