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June's New Moon

Poem By: Methelusa
Poetry


Mystic, healing and haunted. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jul 17, 2007    Reads: 51    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


A little wonder, a little hunger

Death from above, it's death from above

Mary, Mary, what are we asking of, death from above

Yes Lord, I'm sinking, I just don't know how far

What was I thinking, when I fell apart

I see the new moon

Govern me under it's spell

I see the blue skies

Recover me hungry and worn

I know the first thing

Of running out fast from the past

I know this can't last

True.

Here comes death above

A little reject, simple carrier of

Death from above

You rock and rollers

You silent victims of

Death from above

Yes Lord, I'm sinking,

I hunt for where you are

Whats left to notice?

To know that you're too far

I see the moonlight

Cover me under it's spell

I see the used souls

Begging me, bury us now

I know the first thing of running out fast from the past

I know this can't last,

June here comes death from above

Yes lord I'm thinking of

Death from above

 


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Comments:

Run! The sky is falling! Seriously though, another gem! Always a pleasure.

Posted: Jul 17, 2007

Author Comment:

Ha ha, yes I seem to be obsessed with skies, stars and moons, damn those hippie books I've been reading! They'll tell me people have landed on the moon next!

I relly like this one it was awesome.

Posted: Jul 17, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou - glad you enjoyed it.

It kind of beats "This evening is the first of June and snow is falling fast," I have to say. Dig the imagrey. Is Hailey alright? Haven't heard from her for weeks.

Posted: Jul 18, 2007

Author Comment:

Cool - it is a song, the rhythm comes through. Haylie is fine, she's going to be a mum, and the computer makes her sick so she's not around much right now!



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