Friday, March 01, 2013

Blood Moon – v3



The moon, a day before full,
hung suspended low to the horizon
just above the tree line
something not quite right
drawing my eyes from the highway
hauntingly, disquiet settled on us
It wasn’t the buck moon this day
No it was a Blood Moon,
a harbinger, a foretaste
burnt orange and crimsons
Awakening the awful power
across the glowering sky
Sky silent and ashen gray
thick with clouds, foreboding,
as if spawning thunder and fury
Thin enough for the ash to yield
to the dark blood moon
A face menacing, round and terrible
unsettling and intriguing
the woods aglow in crimson amber
the world on edge, stricken,
like passing an active car wreck
looking for the twisted metal
Praying for the people



Edited March 1, 2013
“Blood Moon – v3”
Edited March 1, 2013
“Blood Moon – v2”
July 11, 2006 21:39
“Blood Moon”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2006/07/blood-moon.html
the Mumbai train bombings happened this same day
I cannot remember whether this poem was reflective of that or not



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