The Blood Moon – TWE, Mindful Poetry, Promptly Susan,

Filed in Gather Writing Essential by on October 17, 2011 0 Comments

 

 

 

 

 

The blood moon, came to visit seen through the fog

An eerie sight, sad it looked not like a moon but smog

 

Were it clear would have been a sight to see

Comes only once a year, with not too much generosity

 

Tales in October say Vampires are at home on this moon

They wait with great patience hidden in the gloom

 

For when the moon is wearing its dress of fiery red

It’s time for them to feed, seeking blood, the living dead

 

Be careful when you walk tween darkened trees

And run if you should feel a sudden chilly breeze

 

For who’s to know what fate is waiting down the path

Might disturb a hidden Vampire, ignite his wrath

 

His hands are quick to grab you from behind with stealth

Doesn’t matter if you are dirt poor, or drowned in wealth

 

For if he gets you in his sites, he will not relent

He will bite you in your jugular until all your blood is spent

 

Then you too will find a home on the infamous blood moon

Waiting patiently for another which can’t come too soon

 

Best to view this blood moon behind your locked door

So you don’t join the souls, the lost, cursed forevermore

 

 

It’s Halloween

 

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This is meant to be a Heroic Couplet, probably not right :)

 

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