Narrated by J.S. Watts
Illustration by Sue Babcock
The Moon rises crying for her lost love; The beginning is always tears. Her empty places echo with his laughter and soft promises of redemption. Across night's black curtains she haunts her fleeing dreams Only to watch them fade gratefully into the effulgence of his awakening. Like some pale ghost outstaying the warning of cock crow She lingers painfully on the fringes of his raucous brightness, Hoping at least to bear his memory back to her solitary bed. Hers is a joyous despair as the Sun's glory eclipses her pale longing And she fades backwards into night with his laughter echoing once more inside her. He has always been there, deep inside and beyond her touch, Ever since the pain of that first hello embraced so many goodbyes. She cradles his indifference tenderly in place of him, Dreaming of a union to ignite the midnight sky And drive away the shadows of truth forever. His fierce radiance would banish the night and her hopes as one, Extinguishing forever her subtle beauty which shines The more brightly for the sweet anguish of his absence. The Moon wakes crying for her lost love; The end is always tears.
AUTHOR BIO: J.S.Watts is a UK writer. Her poetry, short stories and book reviews appear in a wide variety of publications in Britain, Canada, Australia and the States and have been broadcast on BBC and Independent Radio. Her poetry collection, “Cats and Other Myths”, and multi-award nominated poetry pamphlet, “Songs of Steelyard Sue” are published by Lapwing Publications. Her novel “A Darker Moon”, a dark, psychological fantasy, is published by Vagabondage Press. A second novel, “Witchlight” is due out from Vagabondage Press in Spring 2015. For further details see: www.jswatts.co.uk