Dark Flower

This piece is about falsehood and ungood, and the temptatious seat they occupy in the human psyche.

Dark flower, that lurks in crests of waning moons
and sings in shadows lonely tunes,
whose pedals gleam unshown

From alien soil its seed was grown
and drew its life from lakes alone
as dark stem stalks the skies

and blackens stars with cunning lies,
while thorns that slash and sever ties
like maddened diamonds shine

Divine, that you were mine…
Flower, sing your cunning spell
and whisper soft but pale and fell
the curse to you assigned

Written February 2020