Trick of the Moon

i moved
as the silence filled
the oppressive empty night
feeling the
hithering-thithering
torments of
a shadow
intercepting the moon
under clouded shade
of indecisive love
and
prosiac fears
as a
trick of the moon
cojured up
nightingales tangled
on a silken thread
of guilt
no lover to lure back
in the moonlight
no comfort
just the result of
the shadowed moon

© 2010 Lyndsey Warren