The Baying of The Hound

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I really dont know what spawned this...it's very metaphoric...so I would rather you figure out your own meaning for it.

Submitted: July 22, 2008

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The Baying of The Hound

 

I hear "The Baying of the Hound"

His wails are iridescent in the night

Glorious is he

As if he breathes the darkness

Luminous songs of dauntless howls

Hailed by obscurity's taciturn bliss

The image of the hound was tangible

Though he was not in sight

Like a "Swan-song for a Raven"

He lamented such grandiloquent emotion

As if begging the fluorescent light

To whisk away the night

The sun began to peek through trees

Like yellow dancing pixies

Fleeing from the hound's piercing song

Leaving a trail of radiant light to reveal the crying beauty

The hound had vicious teeth

That bore a vibrant singing meadowlark

Who crooned a song for his ending life

Accepting death's cold grip

Envisioning the shrouded night

I hear your cries dwindle

The beast no longer seen

And your soul remains perched on death's shoulder

The forest now behind me

I watch the ground beneath my feet

It shimmered with a slight disdain

Betrayed and scarred with bereavement

The meadowlark had no chance

The hound was much too great

His job was done

And as was yours

Death is only fate.


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