Apogee of the Moon by CK Houghton The apparition appeared to me at the Apogee of the Moon, Calling my name she repeatedly cried "Too soon, too soon, too soon ! " "What is the fate of Child to be Sweet Shade of Night who speaks to me?" A sigh of sadness brushed the Moon, "Too soon, too soon, too soon !" The Child came forth in waters red at the Perigee of the Moon, In little time we both were dead And placed on marble ruin, Now I am the Spirit, my Child the Light Wandering endlessly through the Night I hold her close and gently croon. "Too soon, too soon, too soon ! " *** Perigee of the Moon by CK Houghton He buried them there with a whimpered prayer at the Perigee of the Moon, Beloved Wife and unnamed Child Both wrenched from his arms too soon, He planted the flowers, he tilled the grass, And prayed for the flowers to bloom, And the Wind is their Breath which brushes his face, At night as he lays on their Tomb, "Oh Sweet Shade of Night, I show Thee no fright For of Thee I would ask a boon, Take my breath and twine with theirs Before the pregnant Moon, Have mercy on the one who loves And lies upon their Tomb!" The apparition heeded his cry Knowing to Live that he must Die, We are Spirits together, he, my Child, and I, 'Neath the sweetness of the Moon, Apogee, Perigee, Powerful, Mystery, Lustrous and Shadowy Moon. "Too soon, too soon, too soon !" All too soon. Home Page Meet Kristen Book Information Articles Media and Links Calendar Publicity Photos Contact Info Content copyright© 2008 by Kristen Houghton. All rights reserved. This material was written by Kristen Houghton and may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed, wholly or in any part, without the express written permission of Kristen Houghton. Copyright additionally covers all material written by the author under the name CK Houghton |
