Captain Cur

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Spectral Verses, V, Moon tides the pattern of my soul


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

Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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