Two worlds sit above our own Drowning in majestic skies. One was blue, the other red Reflecting moods within these eyes. So close they threatened to melt One into the other, Family planets all connected Daughter, sister mother.
And above them shone two moons So darkness never fell, Storm clouds gathered soon enough Between them all was hell. Tides affected by a pull Between all three so strong, Blood red oceans raining down A Devils will so strong.
The moons were lost to stormy skies So darkness found its place. No more majesty above Three planets stood disgraced. Lightening struck between two sisters Mother turned her back, A healthy balance drowned that day The devils wrath was back.
For a thousand days a blood red war Relentless raged with ire. Skies of red reflect a burden worlds spat weapons of fire. No clearing in the sky will let The light shine through for long. Two moons sit lonely, cold and pale While battle rages strong.
Eventually the devil reigns His wrath back in to rest. Crimson storms stop, peace resumes The planets stood the test. From all their scars they’d grown apart they cooled now from a distance, A peaceful universe created Space for their own existence.
The devil lurked with evil son Just ready to intervene, Man was born to take Earths beauty Make her surface unclean. Hatred grew along with greed The devil feeding war. Soon man made his own demise The worlds alone once more.
Wow. Such a roller coaster of a poem, Kerry! *takes a breath*
This seems to have may layers with their own moods, each giving way to another, perhaps a number of times. Maybe it's just my Christmas tribulations talking, but I can't help but think of family when I read parts of this. Parents and children. But I think that's just my own clouded perspective.
Whatever the case, you sure know how to create a ride!
Post by apocalypticjay on Feb 21, 2010 18:47:12 GMT -5
Amazing story telling Kerry, you really pull the reader in with the depth of your words and the supremecy of the characters each a sorrowful victim of the heart and mind. Deeply moving it reminded me of Cain and Able and how they could not see eye to eye and how the world and humanity suffered for such sorrow. Just excellent poetry my friend [green]Exalt[/green] xx
Great story-telling, Kerry. Mm, I could relate to much of it, and yet don't blame any devil except the demons that we all create. This felt as though you wrote it to expel these negative emotions and, if so, you did that well. Due a re-read! H x
"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds." ~ Albert Einstein