Inconstant sickle hanging high

Mirrored maid dim as mist under sunlight

Roused by rise of stars glistening nigh

Waxing and waning by day, by night

Shining ever so faint through vigil golden

Lost to reveries of fair flight

Pale as moon yet not so olden

Veins traced skin, marbling upon jade

For alas to ailment she was beholden

Voice soft as moonlight, somber as shade

Singing lullabies from youth lorn

Drained by illness, in dreams repaid

Maid under beloved lucent light born

Waned as orb, lost luster of life

Neath eyes, shadowed perilune did adorn

Slipped away, lips arrayed in crescent pale

Beholding beloved moon neath night’s veil

Teah LeBlanc commenced writing poetry in middle school and though she has taken breaks from the medium throughout the years, poetry has always called her name until she returned. Her main influences in poetry include Christina Rosetti and J.R.R. Tolkien, to whom she ascribes her love of anachronistic verbiage. In addition to poetry, Teah enjoys prose, traveling, historical dress, art appreciation, art history, mythology, folklore, skincare, and hiking.