Moon Garden – May 1, 2014 (Free Verse)

By Oloriel Moonshadow

The night was bright,
Shone down the moon,
Upon my weary head …
The garden though was
A Mystic ruse, a shadow
Though beautiful,
And so, I fled.
It was colored
In Cyanide and Cherry
And though inviting,
I knew it’s venom.
Inconstant moon,
With your shining light …
You promised me the world.

The sweetness of a fairy garden …
The sweetness of romance.
Your seductive call came to me
As I walked the garden path …

“Come to me and be my muse
Come and be my lady fair,
I’ll give you sweet-meats of a plenty,
And a silver carriage too.
Write your odes and tell your tales …
Or surely I’ll behead you
You will be my own true love
Until you start to wither.”

Sweet was the thought
To find true love,
I would have heeded your mystic call,
Walk upon the silver shores
Of love. ..
Until I realized …
Ephemeral was your magic light.
Soon darkness would fill the sky again,
You could give me a single bright illusion
Impermanence and darkness
Are your reality.

So I walk under the sun instead,
Illusions are still aplenty …
But the colors of a morning garden
Give me far more satisfaction.

Cliff Garden by G.s.k

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Written for Mindlovemisery’s Photo Challenge # 6 – “The Moon Garden”