Captain Cur

(England)

Spectral Verses V, Moon Tides The Pattern Of My Soul, II


Falling beauty pales in nights unsleeping
whispered to my marker hedged in stone
fear not though the midnight breeze is weeping
for the moon tides the pattern of my soul.

Rolling waves embrace an inner silence
inflected by their rising harmony
pounding shores drumming steady violence
she calls them back and slowly they recede.

Monuments are built to gods and martyrs,
idle worship reprised in pageantry,
wars afloat in blood and human horror
rewritten by ignoble history.

Surging seas unleash a stalwart power,
tempestuous they rage in mystery;
penetrating, crumbling earthly towers
immense foundations washed out by the sea.

Innocence must brave the unknown silence;
purity will light the burnished eve,
cast me moon, redeem me from the violence,
in the beauty of your midnight weeping breeze.

Falling beauty pales in nights unsleeping
whispered to my marker hedged in stone
fear not though the midnight breeze is weeping
for the moon tides the pattern of my soul.

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Sunday, May 12, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The Spectral Verses were written after great encouragement
from a dear friend and trusted (good) pirate. They were written
from my humble perspective of Lord Bryon speaking from the grave.
Here I have added three verses to the original.

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  • Diane Hine (5/10/2013 9:02:00 PM)

    In life, Byron was completely immersed in mankind's complexities and intrigues. In death, he reflects on nature's ultimate power as expressed by the moon and tides. He is learning to accept the things he can't change.
    Three extra verses give depth to a very fine poem. (Report) Reply

  • Ace Of Black Hearts (5/9/2013 9:10:00 PM)

    An interesting poem, that feels as if it speaking straight from the soul. Not the perspective of someone no longer living. Thank Immensely For Sharing! ! ! (Report) Reply

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