By Jordan Christensen (aka J.C. Ellis) (Rated G)
O the silence was loud, nay, blaring
Whereupon every sound thereafter
could only be likened to thunder
Alack the torture of frozen time!
and the ardent boredom of black night!
O how the moments refused to pass
and my haunting thoughts swiftly amassed!
The night shadows waxed weight in their hue
Woe! But not mine eyes! And nought ado!
Stars did beam but granted me no dreams
Alas! Was I the end of dark schemes?
O how the moments refused to pass!
and my haunting thoughts swiftly amassed!
The moon, indeed, alights the highways
but woe! Her rays to dreams never sway!
Lo! Even the knight at war did sleep
but mine eyes only ever did weep
O how the moments refused to pass!
and my haunting thoughts swiftly amassed!
O how silence taunted me with screams!
For, lo, I was the one with no dreams!
Joy! The sun did rise and slew her fun!
and the solitude of night was done!
O how the moments truly were passed
and my haunting thoughts swiftly a-passed
LogoSophia Magazine 