Picture courtesy of BBC News
I have just watched
the moon
rise as if an
illusion
from my window
in no time at all
A blink of an eye!
Full, fat and
ready to go red!
Blood Moon
splits the sky across
a canvass of blue black
The artist a mad genius
gone into overdrive
People speak of
foreboding
Their superstition
overriding a natural
wonder
So beautiful to behold
our neighbour in the stars
Yet soon it will be
hidden from view
Ancient civilizations
foretold the end
But reality says
otherwise
As the moon and sun
dance amongst the stars
Playing for the gods
in the heavens
To the wonderment and fear
of the specks below
The end is not
nigh
It is just the
beginning…
Posted in: Poetry
gretal feeson
Sep 27, 2015
Nice, really enjoyed reading.
Darren Greenidge
Sep 27, 2015
Thank you Gretal, Much appreciated!