Every shadow is a stygian field
Concealing our sins from a judging eye
Leering Helios scorns weakness, revealed
Insipid are our antics from on high
Praise gentle Selene, shield of our small shame
She is no judge, weaver of cool darkness
Each night, we ought to Her glory proclaim
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Love the originality behind this one D.J., and the contrast between the two personifications. Especially the line "shield of our small shame" which flows so nicely. "She is no judge, weaver of cool darkness" is probably my favourite bit. Nicely done:)
Ah! What an Ekphrastic poem!
Well done!
This was so stunningly beautiful! Loved your Acrostic!
Really superb, loved it!!
Beautifully crafted
Your tenacity is truly remarkable. Keep pushing through any obstacles in your path.