Tempest in the Tomb

A solemn hush had led me astray
As a furious sea swept into June
And When the rains came down they drizzled their tempest and violence upon the moon
And dropped to the earth to the place where I lay
On the night of the eternal womb
But the sweet flush of sunrise
Has near passed the gallows of sadness
And precludes an unforeseen surprise:
A haunted midnight bloom
So you see, among and within the ravings of madness
a life within the tomb

Copywright 2014
by Shawnna Burt

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