Well, here we go again . . . more poems, and of course all I need is 
*another* Sailor Moon project to not work on.  But here it is, or the 
beginnings of it, anyway.  This is my second series of poems, and these ones 
are written in second person, and named after the character they're speaking 
about instead of the one who's having these reflections.  I'm leaving the 
identity of each speaker ambiguous; probably every reader will hear a 
different character's voice.

~Ysabet
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                         "Firefly"--Sailorsaturn

What made you grow so fast, child?
The day after you couldn't walk
you were chasing butterflies
and calling up the universe,
cupping it wonderingly in your hands.
A little girl with immortal eyes,
"the one who must not awaken",
the one who had been given a new life.
In a night it was almost
as if nothing had changed.
Balanced on the brink of eternity,
suddenly almost a woman,
you stood naked in the doorway
and sacrificed this hope
of normalcy you'd been given
to speak two sentences of prophecy.
Awake again, the avatar of death,
blazing like a firefly from your own darkness,
determined to redeem yourself
and to open your hands
to creation as well as destruction,
to flood the Silence with music.

by Ysabet
August 30th, 1997

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"Distance"--Sailoruranus

Salt on your lips
from kissing the sea
distance in your eyes
as you return from the ocean
walk out of the waves that
crash around you.
Wind ruffling your hair
water caressing your feet.
You kneel on the sand in prayer
fill your hands with the foam
bathe your face with a splash
droplets falling back into the sea
one with it
as you walk away from her again.

by Ysabet
September 18th, 1997

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"Guardian"--Tuxedomask

Shadows release you
with a flutter like wings
protector
you come in answer to a whisper of danger
blossom of love in your hand
cutting a bloody path through the air
eyes meet
two souls recognizing each other
elegant son of shadows, cloaked in darkness
drawn here to die for your love
and be reborn again
prince of shadows of the moon.

by Ysabet
December 21st, 1997

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"Ocean's Song"--Sailorneptune

Eyes closed in rapture
fingers dancing, body swaying,
you stand alone surrounded by people,
filled by the music spilling
from your spirit, through your hands
haunting echoes of your loneliness.
The wind catches your hair,
strokes it while loving hands play along;
the color of the ocean
blowing in the breeze
child of the sea wrapped in melody
unaware of the eyes on you
as you captivate their ears and minds
show them your mind.
Show them the passion for life
that only your eyes and music reveal
show them the pain
that you will never quite leave behind
show them the love that saved you
when knives and a violin were your only friends.
When the music stops they drift away
and leave you alone, already forgetting
what you gave them . . .
but you never knew they were there,
so lost in the song your soul sings
the song of the sea
that only you give voice to.

By Ysabet
April 19th, 1998

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"All For Nothing"--Neptune and Uranus

Soldiers.
They started on you young,
filled your minds with the notion of 'honor',
told you that someone has to die
maybe more than one
to save the world, and you
believed it, you said that you
would kill as many people as it takes
to save the world.
One by one you left them to die
you didn't stay idealistic
even if you had been once.
Children lost their humanity
in the bloody path to adulthood.
And then you discovered that
you were the ones who had to die;
after all the blood you were willing to die.
You lived, though, and hated yourselves.

Later, it was betrayal.
Had to betray her
to save her
make her hate you to save her.
Soldiers.
Killed your best friend
killed your daughter
to make her believe you'd
betrayed her.
But she didn't hate you.
Tried to call you back.
Loved you, her soldiers,
as you betrayed her.
As you died.

Later, you learned that you'd
killed for nothing,
betrayed for nothing,
died for nothing.
Soldiers.

By Ysabet
May 2nd, 1998
