Astral Hope Falls Far Poem by A.Z. McCoy

The clockwork on dawn's ancient levant
Stretches shadows taut
along earthen galley broadsides
The cosmic carousel, this blue and green rock
in waltz with petit moon
Splays kissed honeydew once night passes.
What will be pure azure sky, is now only edging
from the velvet curtain of glittering blackness
Rinses hope of its salt, fallen to us from somewhere far
Having floated somewhere in eternity's dark
Seared in icy passage, only to burst into this world
In light of tolltaking friction
No velocity can bypass this song's test
The grain that fell at my feet,
an astral snowflake complete
I pocketed, to remain in my bed
Each of my lost nights,
To whisper things of sun and moon
to my dreamkite danced in monsoon.