As the dusk befalls the falling sun, far beneath the gibbous glow, sat a lad upon the winding stairs, chasing glimpses of waning moon. Amid a muse of dreams in concord gently spun, he played the role enduring glow, watching it rise beyond the upper airs, unwitting, the seer glides below the climbing moon. unaware a ceaseless ride borne, the boy so tight in sweeping flow, silent and still drifting nether airs, through quiet realms where shadows swoon. *1 dusk - the darker stage of twilight *2 gibbous - (of the moon) having the illuminated part greater than a semicircle but less than a full circle. *3 waning - (of the moon) having a progressively smaller part of visible surface illuminated so that it appears to decrease in size. *4 muse - cluster of encouragement and inspiration *5 concord - in discipline *6 enduring glow - hav...
Every little cue rising from your maw, and any tiny toot casting out the jaw, finds their way to tale, in the reign of tyrant time. Words those flutter air or a phrased metaphor, Be it bigotry or a warm melody, like a maple leaf flying in air, swings the way around in an endless leeway. He ceases in the ride but hoping for the end, not halting in the air but gliding for a reach. Never undone and never losing hope, It passes your drums and rushes them forward. You cannot take back! *1 cue - a short word or a signal *2 maw - mouth *3 toot - sharp sound *4 tyrant - cruel *5 reign - period *6 flutter - sound waves making pattens in the air *7 metaphor - a figure of speech *8 begotry - long speech about an attachment to belief *9 swings - move back and forth *10 leeway ...