Friday, October 30, 2015

Will you love me when I grow old?
When You Are Old
William Butler Yeats

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Every leaf speaks bliss to me....

Fall leaves fall
by Emily Bronte
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Dancing under the Red Blood Moon

by Douz Moses
Be scared mortal,,,, for it approaches, 
The night be young, the spirits restless, 
The wind dances,, the trees echo,, 
Creatures of the night awaken, 
Deep dark voids are open, 
You can only gasp in terror,,
Your worst nightmares will come to pass,,,, 
As the sky slowly turns crimson, 
As the eye of the night opens,, blood red and hungry,, 
Freeing the wild magic chained,,, 
The blood moon approaches...