Luna's LamentLuna's Lament3 years ago in Free Verse
The snow sparkles, twirling in the sky, the flakes dappling our view
that we see, this gift you gave, so many years
years I lost confined to the moon
Each blade, each curve, a miracle, a perfection that only you saw
you who have no eyes, but could see so much more clearly then any of us
If only I had had your vision, perhaps things would have been different
Perhaps I could have known, held on longer....
For the winter now falls, each cold fleck against my skin and fur,
the soft dew covering my wings and moistening my feathers
I quiver and bend my head low, mane blowing chilly in the wind
None are out here tonight
none to appreciate the miracle of the dark, or see that moon,
that white orb upon which I was confined so many years
but even then, back so many years,
in some part of me, you would come out nightly and stare, looking for me
Now that I look in the sky
enjoying the soft feel of your gift, I look now,
searching for you
I wish I could say those
Lament of a princessThe sky was bright orange. The sun had been setting for the past few minutes now and it's fading light was creating a spectacular scene. A grassy hill, in the middle of a beautiful flower-filled field. Atop the hill, a single oak tree, probably a hundred years old.Lament of a princess3 years ago in Short Stories
But it was next to the tree where the truly important sight was. It was a stone. Old and worn, with etchings on one side. As the sun's light began to dim, a figure approached the stone. An alicorn, with dark blue fur and a mane that contained the very night sky.
She approached the stone and gently sat down. Her gaze never left the etchings, which had been partly obscured by moss and ivy. Carefully, making sure not to damage thje stone, she used her hoof to brush the plants away, revealing the markings more clearly. As she looked upon them, her expression, which until then had been fairly stoic, eventually began to morph into one of pain. Her eyes shut tightly as they began to well up.
But she would not she a t