BANE

A diffident coral refraction caresses

the tremulous azure sheen. 

Dawn hastens away; she will not linger

where Creation's course was

treacherously disordered, where every

acre lies fallow, sown with

the salt of a sea of innocent tears.

A ghost of a chartreuse carpet bemoans

its ravaged pile to sand strewn

spreads where forests knelt in prayer to

the Seasons. Listless moths

droop under their fading nacreous wings

beneath a white majolica 

sun glowering low behind bone trees.

The weight of timeless woes cracks the

pale earth, its mesh of crevices

like funerary lace. Life's ancient, misty

presence hovers over the ground,

fearful of alighting upon deathlike silence,

now part of the fabric of this

tearlessly weeping piece of Earth.

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

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Artist: Hans Heysen