Protection

 

 

 

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The blue moon was rumoured to have whispered of her name
Humoured by the sun
Each light spun briskly into shade
By all accounts
A risky game
With Mercury in retrograde
Howbeit, misty days for one who swigged their whiskey straight were known to simply fade away when rigged to grisly fates awaiting

 

The canticle of manacles abated
Forced to abdicate their ornate thrones dissuading moans and groans from droves of drones and crones debating
Unknown plaything
Known for plaiting braid of faith and hope afloat
For faith and hope alone
Condoned her every taken note
Foretold of noble stride and scope for one nowise so idly broken

 

With eyes wired open
Through unspoken prose
A bold kaleidoscope of hopeful odes composed to open roads nowise comprised of reams and reams of streaming code eroding gleam

 

Foreseen not of woven scheme
For every chosen dream She wove
Called cease upon corrosion
Stemmed the flow of hemoglobin
Begged no borrow of commotion
Wept no sorrow of the notion
That the ocean deep and wide confided transcendental motion
Outwith throes of elemental
Through the globes of changeless stencil

 

Both moon and sun
Had come undone
On multiple occasion
By all accounts
A risky game
With Mercury in retrograde
Howbeit, such persuasion played no part in tart charade
For every heart-shaped rampart
Made tirade of such betrayed advances
Entertained exchanging glances
Every venture gained through sense of famed adventure tendered through catharsis

 

Chosen few arose to tackle thankless role of psalmist
Artists love their souls as souls propose to love their artists
Faith alone condoned her growth
Named this brave and gave her hope
Staved away the chains of grope
Both sun and moon
Did prove and probe
Embraced her pains as She disrobed
In soothe of wounded heart exposed

 

By all accounts
A risky game
With Mercury in retrograde
Of human eye disclosed no sight
Denial blind impeaches height
Precious few will see the signs
Fewer still will heed them
Dreams will soon recede when cleaved of reason to redeem them
To this day
She sets the scene
Renews belief so seldom seen
If only to provide relief for those deposed of destiny
With leaps and bounds in sequined gowns and reasoned grounds to lead with sound fidelity
No need to tread the bone yard so relentlessly

 

Her legacy of pedigree resounding
Faith and hope abounding
Conscientiously She bleeds
And this is why I bleed for She
By all accounts
A risky game
With mercury in retrograde
The world needs not another costumed masquerade
It needs a King and Queen
Of changeless stencil
Ageless braid

 

Thus, should she catch and snatch a fleeting glimpse of me
Then she will see that principally I breathe for She as She for I
Holding hands at treetop height
Eager eyes and foresight keen
King and Queen of all we see
Putting out the call are we
Treading water flawlessly
As we proceed through seamless dream
Both sun and moon
In sweet profession
Every curse through verse now blessed
Interest in famed excursion vested

 

I breathe for She as She for I
Are seen
Believed
Protected

 

 

 

Richard Charles Stevens

 

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

 

 

 

 

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4 Comments

  1. Art in word form Lion. This section flows like pure Scottish water over gentle micro waterfalls:

    “Forced to abdicate their ornate thrones dissuading moans and groans from droves of drones and crones debating”

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