Full Moon Poem by Alex Adeoye

Full Moon



Day in the night
When my shadow
Copies my steps
As the breeze held dagger
At the jugular of the heat
No one could imagine the sky
Could hold indigo into ransom
At the apron hold of the wicked night
At the moons domination
The intermittent incursion oflightning
Tells much of the relationship
Of dark night and indigo
As the blend of indigenous breeze
Aided the devious cry of the witches.

Sunday, December 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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