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John Ackerman Jun 2017
I found the end of everything
In shadows on my wall
From gardens full of sinking ships
Beneath the concrete sprawl

Betwixt the roots and little cracks
Which seep into our minds
They skip and skitter, sparkle, quiver
Ever onward, ever blind

Summoned by their ancient edict
Comes the battle stars of old
Through the ranks of bloodless soldiers
Seeking out unholy gold

In the night I hear their whispers
Filter through the golden trees
“Come away and come away”
“To distant shores and silver seas”

And kindling forgetfulness
My consciousness unfurls
Into blurry luminescence
As the daybreak chorus swirls
John Ackerman Sep 2016
The shadows stretch across the hills
As ash blankets the heavens
Metal dyes the mushroom sky
And waves of fire deafen

Come, my love, into the dark
Ah, let’s away my darling
We’ll find the sun, ere morning comes
And buy it with a farthing

We’ll walk across the acid plains
And raft the spectral river
Voice a prayer on breathless air
For those who pulled the trigger

Now don your mask and gird your soul
Tonight we’re leaving shelter
Shed a tear for yesteryear
And curse the hand we dealt her
John Ackerman Sep 2016
I met the daughter of the wind
In lands where ice and snow begin
In crystal caves, there deep within
When even time's forgotten when

When time had long forgotten when
In crystal caves, a shadow's den
The daughter of the howling wind
Escape with me, this world of men

Escape this world of fallen men
Oh daughter of the piercing wind
From whence you came, return again
My lady of the fairy kin

My lady with the fairest skin
Once more return and dwell therein
Where light and darkness oft contend
In the ancient, hallowed glen

In the mystic, silent glen
Where rites of shade and light are penned
From whence the children-stars ascend
Rest, oh daughter of the wind

Sleep, my love, and dreaming, wend
Your path among the stars. Attend
The fairy feast with merry friend
As time forgets, and love amends
Dedicated to Aurora, Poppy, and anyone who has lost a child.

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