Augmenting August
a lonely midnight sweeps
across ominous landscapes
shadows consuming all clarity
as perception balances carefree
upon a double-edged assumption
there where darkness reigns
everything left obscure
spawns demon after demon
into the bottomless trenches
where all hope goes to die
sanity’s sword gallantly
fences a valiant fight
but loses ground beneath
an honest-eyed moon
that knows the truth
of July’s lingering fate
eclipsing a destiny
already birthed within
the vestibules of time
a wistful dawn
silently wakes
above the ache
of ebbing days
where seasonal genesis
is at play
whimsically creating
“come what may”
@LadyRaine