The moon alight
and spreads his light
in the night assembly
when the owl was making
songs of war
fear and tremble
demonizes the night
the shooting star was raged
and springs forth from its habitat
transmitting warning danger
across the sky
with sparks of light
the dark cloud was sorrowful
as no one left to enlighten
her about the celestial insecurity
the dark cloud dims her eyes
in melancholic gesture
and folds in
and resume her total rest
till morning dawn
©®Onyinyechi Cosmos Etu
Comments
hello Jack,
I like your title. it suggests that something magical and enchanting is coming. the poem is ethereal and takes one away from their worldly problems. a thought: the line: "til morning dawn" could be: "til dawning morn" just a thought.
*hugs, Cat
Good read
Good read
Thank you so much for reading
Thank you so much for reading through. I will definitely correct the line as you stated.
This sounds...
like a folktale from your country, something told around the campfire on beautiful starry nights. Is the owl an evil or bad bird in your legends and tales? It might help if you were to elaborate a bit on that score. I like the idea of a shooting star sending warnings about [war]? ~ Geezer.
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Indeed
owl is symbolic in my place and it depicts a bad omen!