Love Song: Oh Southern Queen

Love Song: Oh Southern Queen

Let us go now, you and Ideal in
eerie feathers clad and mourning knights
torn asunder in contests, to delights
under meteor skies. Maiden within
seems less tender than Truth. Lies more akin
gone from godly tongues . . . What ungodly frights
over dreamscapes, demon chased, and unites
faith through Pinnacle eyes? What tales we spin
 
here under Cancer moon and sisters dark
Eternity is God’s breath breathing Him,
never to exhale! We the lesser sing
unerring hymns, sun-bright and shadow-stark
‘neath foreign moon, meteoric—no slim
Ideal, she is dark of silver ring! 

David M Pitchford
11 September 2009

This is a revisited version of a sonnet written in a book (Epic Fantasy) titled Oh Southern Queen, which was dedicated to my wife at the time, Siobhan. It’s a bit abstract, but I’m still very drawn to the poem.