This poem was inspired, in small part, by several things; listening to a track from Epitaph called "Visions", remembering the early King Crimson and my own "Warlord Suite". Some of the themes can be heard here though none of them really predominate and this end result is something that is mine. Well, see what you think...
Midnight Journeys - 12 Dec 11
Leaving a trail
Of feathers
Whispering
Of Moon-dark Journeys
And tales
Of secret meetings
On the Temple steps
We
Touched
And
Held
The peacock sings
A mellow song
Of wandering jesters
And tired jokes
Heard only by those
Who know and smile
At the wistful words
And gentle sounds
Kissed
Under
The
Trees
The watchers did not
Understand…but only stood
And swayed
To a random rhythm
Created in thunder
Petted the phœnix’
Fiery back
Regardless of the flames
Lay
On
Silken
Sheets
Watching the serpents
Dance around the staff
Our eyes entranced
We dream the Moon
Into the day
Pull her close to us
Taste sweet kisses
On the fabric of her robe
Midnight
Journeys
In
Dream
The joke here is "the peacock's mellow song" - have you heard a peacock call?
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