When the Sun Rose Above Rainbow Skies

Sonnet: A little out there...dreaming, reaching, winning and waking where you want to be.

When the Sun Rose Above Rainbow Skies

And when the sun rose above rainbow skies,
I was alone with ghosts who cried for me.
Tears stung like winter whips the willow tree,
weeping in the warm embrace of sunrise.
With hands trembling past the eve’s goodbyes,
I grasped Dark’s tendrils with a simple plea.
Assure me always a last glimpse to she
whose emerald eyes bay my worst nightmare’s lies.

This I won from within the Night Hag’s brace,
when the stars faded and the evening broke.
Yet, with dawn’s torch rising my ire spurned,
for naught could I find my love’s promised face.
Until, under Angel’s breath I awoke,
to find wrapped in my arms that which I yearned.

- Christopher Harris