Dustin Bennefield (Semptember 11,1991 / GA)
Blue Moon
Blossoming from the rock
A soul of a desperate lock
Becomes one with the blue moon
Hues of blue and gray
A due of death today
A blue moon rises in the west
It seemed so long ago
When the moon was so-so
And never went to the side of the blue
Now life is happening
And flowers are dying
The moon so blue is in the middle of the night sky
A love is a death
With a beginning and end
Just like the blue moon
With the beginning of a new day
The moon is hidden
And a new life is born
Unlike the moon of blue
Copyright 2006 Dustin Bennefield
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They way you wrote it is so interesting and it had a unique flow to it and I love how you gave the moon interersting characteristics. Two thumps up.
- Ryu-Ohki
What a great poem, a sparse landscape, bleak and unforgiving, I love the rhyming pattern, how original. Ignore that De Faoite, he's one of those so and sos who thinks free verse is the be-all and end all which it isn't. Go ahead with your style, because I like it.
okay.... i love that poem because it is so unique and unlike what other people commonly write about. however, i don't think one of those people who left you a comment (right below mine) has an open enough mind to poetry. Each poem is unto itself unique. It has it's own flow, rhythm, and rhyme. Your's was fine. The way each poet writes gives not only the poet, but the poem a special trait or characteristic, and to have one plain way to write poetry would make nothing unique and nothing would be special and meaningful. You've got an unusual but great pattern in your writing. kudos.
richelle
hey, this is a neat poem. its one that only a few, maybe only you can understand.
i can almost grasp the concept behind it!
its a neat poem! dont listen to the guy below me who commented. he doesnt know what hes talking about.
love always,
starr