The sun is sinking like a ship
Into an ocean blue abyss,
While the moon emerges slowly
Bringing sweet, nocturnal bliss

When the last rays grip horizons edge
Reds and purples will scar the skies
And the moon can only live
When the sunlight finally dies

I drift away again,
A wisp of smoke
From between pursed lips,
Coiling through cold fingers
No longer my own
Before disappearing
Into the quiet night

Reaching wooden fingertips
Caress a rising sun,
While clouds of warm words
Are quietly woven
Into white lace whispers,
Decorating the pale morning
With passionate thoughts
And bated breaths

Warm fingers reach out
Tearing their way through jewels
And deep blue velvet

Such a sight my heart remembers,
When heavy boughs rained autumn embers
So many warmly painted trees
Creating mosaics in the breeze
The leaves were dancing toward the ground,
They twirled and circled all around
We held our hands up to the sky
Caressing them as they flew by
Flickering through the smudge of grey,
Little fires to brighten our cloudy day
We watched them land on their bed of green
Creating a most resplendent scene,
A quilt of yellows, oranges, and reds
Woven from such brilliant threads
We gazed upon that lovely sight,
Until we saw the edge of night
And then we bid our friends farewell
And left them laying where they fell

Bloodstained sunrise
Slices through deep blues,
Pushing aside shimmering jewels
Lighting the way for grey ghost wisps,
Listless drifters warning those around
That red claws grip the earth
Dragging death in their wake

Heavy eyelids flutter open to darkness so serene
Bare skin is cool and clammy with the slightest summer sheen
You walk into the night with moon and stars to guide your way
And it doesn't seem to phase you as the trees begin to sway
Because you're following a feeling you hold deeper than a dream
That in this moment everything is not as it would seem
Ahead of you a fire burns, a sun so very bright
Yet the silhouettes dancing 'round it sing their praises to the night
Porcelain figures move in time with a slow and primal tune
As you step into the circle beneath the silver moon
Chanting bodies begin their throes
As hands intertwine and magic flows
Souls woven together through the darkest power  
Of the overwhelming call of the witching hour

Flower petal dreams
Flutter around my head,
Kissing my cheeks
With softest lips,
Whispering gentle lullabies
That lead my tired mind
Into the arms of sleep

I released the earth
From my clinging fingertips
Letting the hands on the clock
Carry me towards the end
It was only then that I realized
That I had become numb
To the lament of all of our days
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©FaerieFoxPoetry

As words spill freely
From behind loose lips
Rivers of thought begin to form
And while they ebb and flow
Around the heads of those  
Pouring them into the world,
One must wonder if they will manage
To trickle into ears to fill empty minds
Before spilling into seas of apathy

In the twilight hour
When grey light
Fills the empty space
Between your walls
Do you think of me?

Do I overflow your mind,
Cascading over the edges
Like too much water
In a shallow cup

Do I flood your thoughts
With dazzling colors,
A prism brilliantly shining
In technicolor splendor

Or do you think of me
Wooden and solemn,
A coffin for the life
You have left behind

I need a place to lay,
Somewhere deep inside the earth
Held tightly in the arms
Of many ancient roots
Twisting above and below me,
A cradle for my tired bones,

I need a place to sleep,
Nestled in a home
Made of small stones and soil,
Blanketed in the silence
That permeates the ground
Beneath my feet

I need to delve into you
Like a reader with an open book,
Swimming through the fathomless depths
of every chapter in your deep blue past
I want to skim your pages,
Tracing your words with my fingers
Like so many rays of brilliant light
Breaching the surface
Of who you truly are

Please let me leave,
I'm ready to go
Into the vast wilderness
Of life undone
By my own frail hands
I watch my story
In monochrome
Radiating in my head
Like radio waves
Playing a funeral song,
A melancholy melody
Written in a language
Only I can speak

You are the tide
Creeping slowly
Consuming
Overwhelming
Washing over me
And dragging me
Out where I cannot hope
To ever find my way back

Your honeyed words so sweet
However bitter the taste to come,
A sharp and clever tongue
Designed to ever make me numb

You spoke your way right to my heart
And gripped it in your hand
When you were finished scrying,
You replaced it in its stand

"What did you see?"
"Only me."

Can I gaze into your stardust eyes,
And drink in your heavy sighs?

I write letters to you in my mind
And then burn them
Such divine pyres
To warm my frozen bones
In the midst of my coldest winter

Winter clings
Winds they sing
Songs of ice
Do entice
Snowflakes down
A frozen crown
Fields of white
A beautiful sight

There goes spring
On gilded wing
Colors bright
Life alight
Flowers grow
From under snow
To behold
A sun of gold

Summer heat
Warms the street
The sun above
Burns like love
The sultry nights
Bring little lights
When fireflies
Fill darkened skies

Autumn rolls through
A wonderful view
Gray sky frames
Colors of flames  
Leaves change shade
A vibrant parade
Whirling to earth
Death and rebirth

Red fur glints 'twixt trees galore
Above, a flight of swallows soar
As they fly deftly through the skies
Singing their sweet melodic sighs,
The fox moves lithely through the bones
Of white birch trees and ancient stones,
Weaving his way through the maze ahead
Strolling where few have dared to tread
Green leaves blot out sun and sky
While crows on branches perch to spy
So shy a beast that roams alone,
The only way it's ever known

You burn so very bright, my love
Will you take me with you when you go?
Will you carry me in your supernova
Let me fly through the stars,
Tear through the galaxy bathed
In dazzling rays of ethereal light
Let me breathe in the sweet silence
And dance like a raging fire
Before I smolder in the endless dark

You haunt me,
A poltergeist lingering
In my hollow body,
Creating and rearranging
Countless mementos
Adorning the crumbling walls
That hold me together

I trip and stumble
Over the sweet flavor
Of words on the tip
Of my eager tongue

I savor the taste
Of hazy thoughts
Perched playfully
Just behind my lips

I watched you there,
Drinking from the sun
Swallowing beams
Of the most radiant light
I saw with aching eyes
The shadow that you cast
And traced your silhouette,
Drawn into the lovely void
That trailed behind you

Come and sit beneath the tree
We'll watch the fairies, wild and free
Shimmering wings dart here and there
Carrying tiny beings without a care
On tiny toadstools they do land
With blooms and berries in their hands
Wearing broken twigs and maple leaves
And bits of moss torn from the eaves
Now that they've finished playing games
They'll dance and sing round brilliant flames
Underneath a shining crescent moon
Til' dawn they'll sway, and drink, and croon
And when the sun is overhead
It will finally be time for bed
Magic flows throughout the night
When dainty fairies are filled with delight

Wind brushes my skin
I felt you that way,
Soft and fleeting
A gentle reminder
That I wasn't alone

Wind blows harder
Harsh and cold
******* the air
Straight from my lungs
As you once did

Wind is now gone
Sweeping through the trees
Somewhere around me
Always there,
But never tangling my hair