A galaxy is held in her glowing gaze
Its cosmic realities dance
like ballerinas on a planetary stage
telling a tale in a glance.
but she’s a spy hunting down lies
Creating peace to balance
the scale of an unforgiving universe
caught up in its brilliance
It kills its inner angels for what?
To satisfy violence.
tale
Despite The Fear And Hate
{Below awaits my attempt at the Quatern style poem. Hope you enjoy!)
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
And drop their sharp blades from your hands
Pick up the pen, and write again
Fill the pages with scrolling lines
Work with the light of day and night
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
Quiet the doubts swirling inside
Break free the bars that cage your might
Your tale needs telling, use your voice
Others will listen, given the choice
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
Use it to fuel your writing craze
It is a daunting task you’ve set
One many will never have met
Success awaits the effort, and
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
Kember's Journey 