January 10, 2016
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Blood Red Moon
with a right cross stance
they began their dance
under a full red moon
and he took his chance
at lasting romance
under a full red moonhe spoke the words right
but she felt uptight
under the full red moon
she wished him good night
then blew out the light
under the full red moonhe shed her blood
turned the snow to mud
under the full red moon
now spring flowers bloom
where she met her doom
under the full red moonnow he thinks he's free
chasing liberty
under the full red moon
but her brother's here
and their deaths are near
under the blood red moon
Comments (3)
Gruesome and chilling - that blood red moon and this poem. Well executed. Is this part of Leah's winter scavenger hunt?
@murisopsis: no, it isn't. just something I wrote after Tai Chi class was over. I was waiting for my ride to get finished with his Wing Chun class.
where can I learn more about Leah's winter scavenger hunt?
Wonderful poem; Like a story, with visuals.
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