Inked jet sky, scarred with pain
Demonic night’s mask... paints clouds of rain
Ink dries, love fades... just like fervent stars
My mayhem's moon... where are you now?
Need your light, to ease my furrowed brow
Skulled-moon, foreboding... quite a scene
Is this truth’s glimpse... of my destiny?
White-tipped eagle hunts… am I its prey?
Kraken fights bolt-lightning…. ignites lava-veins
Ethereal dreams’ balm... moonshine’s veil
Starred liferafts, nought... bellowing sails
Have I capsized... I feared I’d fail
Wrestled with heart’s helm, tussled with life’s jib
Am I wind-torn Big Top... or am I its clown?
Anxiety’s cruel anchor... pulls me down
I’m crab pot caught... blueish my toes
My seaweed fingers... strum air harp's hope
Red Admiral once; but my sky wings bled
Now drained and destitute... frail sepia moth
Essence, acrid... chained, spiralling smog
Plastic riddled! Eyes… empty portholes
Whale call echoes... deeply in soul
Tried navigating black, vacuous holes
I'm summoned, somewhere, but I dare not go
Cast adrift on kismet waves... moods, to-and-fro
Ship’s cat’s, cacophonous chorus... my pain it serenades
Like a whining dog, I howl, cry out.. Am l moon-crazed?
Moonstruck, labelled madcap... an eerie fairytale
Sirens spiral, menacingly... compromised bow
We all, to the darkness, eventually must bow
Uneasy, olive branch... conducts my fearful will
Forever will I drown, or could I surface still?
Hide and seek moon... bright peek-a-boo stars
Shipwrecked, marooned... banished, sunset skies
My flayed bones or poetic jewels... which will they find?
Midnight's claws clutch at me.... death's beckoning embrace
Heartsick’s lonely melancholy... has stolen my face
This Ghost ship’s long sailed, its crew have jumped off
Doldrums of despondency... disenchanted, dire, disarmed!
© Debbie Razev 2023 - Violet Moon Poetry