Ocean brine in red wine <br />The moon is waning out of time. <br />The Holy Ghost, he made a toast <br />To misery and crime. <br />Stars signal in Morse code <br />Which I don’t understand. <br />To add to shame, I lost the game <br />Threw in my poisoned hand. <br /> <br />Road kill fits the dinner bill <br />Catholic priestess takes the pill. <br />Running water’s running shorter <br />To quench the lying ill. <br />Human mind speaks deceit <br />It’s at the base of all. <br />I couldn’t bridge the high ridge <br />Now I have to fall. <br /> <br />The Gordian Knot gave way to rot <br />The drunk on the hunt is still the best shot. <br />The virgin queen many times was seen <br />Drawing her lovers by lot. <br />Scandal is sensation <br />That is needed to breathe <br />For my hope, I couldn’t cope <br />So only dust will seethe. <br /> <br />As the crow flies, the tides rise <br />The love of Above has turned to despise. <br />Those three wise Mages in their cages <br />Carried hate and hurt and lies. <br />The dawn is deceptive <br />And the rainbow lost its ink. <br />Noah’s flood, covered in blood <br />Made even the demons think. <br /> <br />Red Evening, hear the grieving <br />On the street, the heat’s deceiving. <br />The crucifix was made of sticks <br />And fell at Hell’s first heaving. <br />The light of the full moon <br />Is only sordid reflection <br />So away tear your only care <br />At the Sun’s deception.<br /><br />Tallie Pascoe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ocean-brine-in-red-wine/
