Phases

Phases

Of our cloudy-headed

Hopes, beneath the mud stained moon.

We used to dance together in the rain

Then climb the old oak tree

To shout at the stars – your voice clearer

Than mine. Even at the end you made more sense

Your Courage steely sharp,

And cold as Reikos skies

Unlike my twisted skein of Ambition.

You flayed clear the bones of our shared self before you left

Walking down that old dark road

You found him

Husband, daughter and family

Somewhere along the road that you walked

‘Neath a cleaner moon

Than we ever knew. Did you regret this

When you saw the end before you?

Did you fear the same as me?

- that love means you always lose.

Or were you always iron?

The moon is fat in the sky tonight

We used to say she fed on our dreams.

The moon acre clock is striking thirteen

The Labyrinth door slams shut

In the pale light before the dawn, I am alone

Ambition’s flame gutters

The wind is cold. Remember

This world has no

Happy endings.

Grab the sunlight anyway

I’ll start again-

My pilgrimage.

~ Ranae