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The Seven Moons of Dargoor

The story of the World of Dargoor is a unique blend of fantasy poetry, science fiction poetry, and spiritual poetry — in free verse – all blended into one. I consider it one of my best fantasy poems. It started out purely as a love poem, and took on a life of its own, quite unexpected. The Time Lord is a God, or a supernatural guardian of a world in chaos. While he watches, the planet prepares for global war of the two dominant races — that will spell the annihilation of one, or both. The Time Lord, who sees all, decides that despite Free Will — he will not allow these beings to destroy themselves — and so introduces love to both the races — something stronger and more lasting than their mutual hate — and by doing so, not only saves the planet — but changes its course, forever. The story ends when you realize that it is being told to you, as a descendant one of the original Peoples, on the hundredth year anniversary of the Star Lord’s intervention — and the additional gift given by Him as an eternal reminder — the perfect alignment of all of Dargoors seven moons — which happens, on this fateful anniversary, only once – every hundred years.
©2011 by Jon Gutmacher
The Time Lord stood at the threshold of the chasm
On His right stood the Minions of Darkness
Armed with hate
and fear
and loathing
ready for battle

For this was no ordinary day
It was the start
or the end
of the world

And the Time Lord was there

For too,
the Forces of Good stood at the ready
their banners blew strong in the wind
snapping in defiance to the cruelty of battle
that would surely decide
who lived
who died
and what would come to pass

And in that moment
that split second before their forces joined
in rage and death
the Time Lord made a decision

No battle would be had
No world would be destroyed
No death would occur
Not even the slightest shed of blood would occur

For He had the Power
and though rarely used
sometimes what was right and good
was more important
than what was written

And so – looking into their hearts
He chose a man from the Forces of Evil
and a woman from the Forces of Good
Both warriors
Both heros
Both renowned amongst their peers
And joined them together
to rule both

And though the hate of the races was real
So the Time Lord gave them love
a thing that was more real
a thing so lasting
that nothing could stand before it

And chose five hundred of the best warriors from either side
And made them swear allegiance to their new King and Queen

And the Time Lord then appeared before Them all
and told them of His decision
and there was silence for a long time
and then suddenly
with the clamor of their swords ringing on their shields
Their voices rose as one
for a new future
where love would rule
rather than hate and fear

And the gloom of the mist that had hung long and low
over the battlefield
and the Seven Moons of Dargoor shown together
in perfect alignment
. . . as They do now
every one hundred years

And on that date
A New World began
That lasts
even today
and is the History of Our Peoples

So the story of Daargor
and how the Time Lord
saved us
from ourselves
so long, long ago

The background image was recently identified at DeviantArt, and created by “JanelArtFairy” with a web address of — and is obviously separately copyrighted by the artist. I am attempting to obtain further information on the artist and permission for use at this time.

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  • Jon Gutmacher

    The Seven Moons of Dargoor is one of my favorite poems. It started out as a love poem, and quickly evolved on its own into something very different, very metaphysical, very positive, and ends as a statement of pure faith, love, honor, and the love of a Supreme Being for those in His charge. Until the last lines, you probably don’t realize the poem is being told directly to you as a descendant of one of the original Peoples — on the hundred year anniversary of the battle. In that respect, I envision the tale being told from the perspective of a aged and revered speaker in a solemn, but joyous, hundredth year ceremony addressing a crowd of tens of thousands — on the celebration of the intervention of The Time Lord — on its anniversary, once every one hundred years.

    May 23, 2011

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