College Era Part 3 (Starcrossed and Winter Solstice)

Starcrossed

We meet each other, lady and lord
Dancing across the bridge of islands
You respond first, a mistaken call
I must go as precursor, not you
Begun anew, we intertwine and complete
The waltz to begin the world

Children borne, many spawned at once
Some retard into puddles of despair
Some burst forth from chrysalis as diamond
The final sire singes mother to death
Taken to stone prison underground
Never to be seen again

I seek you out, to free you from chains
But you reject me, frustrated at failure
In my desire, you push me away
Wreaking your revenge upon our world
Stealing souls of thousands each day
I counter with thousands more in their place

To mourn your death, ritual begun to end
I weep and in my tears, three are born
Chaotic winds and storms of disorder
The moon, the darkness and stars in night
The sun, shining in the sky’s mirror
All in our place, the generation revived


Jared Cowan
10/8/08





Winter Solstice

We meet on the bridge, a lady and lord;
plant our love’s garden, bringing forth first blooms.
But those seeds still fail, though their sprouts first loomed;
they flutter to life, fall back to the soil
The next spring’s success, a vermillion burst;
but grown too fast, it suffocates the roots.
A mother’s garden immolated, razed;
the blaze spreading too fast through forest’s brush


v1
She comes to the wastes, brings you back to life,
Takes out part of herself, the child reborn
Bereft of heart, but content in dying
It seems null and void, through all of this strife
I lost my beloved, gained our only son
But together, a new harvest begins

v2
Braving infernos, I uproot the weed;
your fury is nothing to be ignored.
Bereft of child, you desert me and leave.
I mourn for you, my tears are like water
in the wake of your fertility scorned.
From mud of divorce, three sprouts have appeared…


Jared Cowan
11/5/08