Under The Lunar Skies-Deviser

Under The Lunar Skies - Deviser The ghost moon, a world of half-light In which great upthrusts of primeval rock Showed as black velvet blobs Against a cream-colored background The moon's hidden face Through the lunar night The scarred face of the moon Like the shoals of old that had snagged the ships Of unwary mariners Licking smoothly as the beads of mist Under the hellish retrofire Of the circular eye of Mare Crisium And the Marsh of Sleep The flat bed of the sea of Tranquility Under retrofire The distant domes of the Sinus Medii Like small silver blobs Against the grayish mantle Where lay the dread Ocean of Storms (filled with) muted sounds That echoed and reechoed until they filled the air With a steady whisper Reminded of the rustle of leaves in an autumn wind A bizarre forest of rock That lay naked an raw Under the lunar skies A scene since the beginning of time Beyond