The clouds dispersed beyond the tide
Leaving behind a dewy haze
Of colourful ribbons
Curtains from heaven

Crisp green grass crunching beneath my feet
The infinite expanse of blue
Above my head
Above us all

I wanted to race across the grassy hills
And grasp the teardrops of colour
Before they faded into the mist
Leaving behind a lifeless world
Drained from mystery and magic

But leprechauns don’t exist
I’ve never found a *** of gold
For there are no such things
As legends, and myths

And it was a disappointment to discover
That we live in a world
Like every other

A world
Of black and white
~

Smeared blood into arrows
On the cheeks; white as diamond
Starched as hospital linen

Ladders up the spine
Where the ghosts of Raven's wings
Drift in mindless memory

As cast thee from a heavenly throne
To replace gold
With stone

And the heart-
With bone.
~

He swoops gracefully across the field,
Propelled by the wind, a steady blur,

An arched neck, slender and toned,
Proportioned body of muscle,

Bird of ample strength, solid gold,
Thrushes out rabbits amongst the thistle,

Attacks with ravage talons and lifts,
Dying creature in mighty grasp,

Tight lipped until his catch is dead
He touches down upon the grass,

Sharp beak, hard as lead
His wary eyes the colour of wine,

Cuts roughly into his victim’s core,
The Golden Eagle begins to dine.

The light shone through him,
Like the moon-
A silver coin

Slipped into a pocket of blackness,
Wrapped in a velvet cloud,
Of rain-

Where drops filled,
In the eyes of mine, his
A lonely puddle in the heart

Winked flecks of white, gold
Poured down the elements of his lust
We were lovers of the night

When set the moon-
In his pale sky
He closed his eyes;
As did I

~