Mind muse VII: Fortune teller

Fortune teller, I seek your red moon
Slowly peeking through these dead leaves
Can you tell me what I want to hear
Tell me it’s almost over
Tell me my dreams are closer
Tell me what my dreams mean
Tell me, tell me quick
Don’t let this red moon pass me by
I look into her beady dark eyes
The darkness of the tree shadow conceals her wide smile
I’m the light, she is the dark that makes this circle complete
My restless soul tonight feeds her strength
Peering up through the leaves, the red moon smirks back at me
Daring her to tell me, it races higher in an inky black sky
Time cannot but follow, the shadows crawl into the ground
It’s too late
The reddened moon crests the tree leaves
The shadows are but gone, I see her smile fade as the light gleams through to the dusty earth
The daunting eyes are gone, my opportunity gone
My only consolation, a scene worth beholding
Crescent Red moon over a dying tree, the shadows of night clothing this desolate tree as though a coat of black silk.

Inspired by Maroon 5 – Fortune Teller
image courtesy Google Images

What are your thoughts?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s