Another poem written while I was at school. I always loved mythological themes.
Out in the coolness of the night
The silver moon is shining bright.
Dreaming of woes that were to be
Woes for all eternity.
A goddess’ tears weep for this
The woes can only be undone by her kiss.
But the goddess, she is bold
Despite her misery and tears of gold.
The kiss to woe she does impart
Woe cherishes this kiss within an empty heart.
A heart of evil troubles and pride
A heart whence every fear may hide.
The woes are banished
There seems not far to go
But alas! The goddess has been murdered by woe.
