Dark Moon Rising Poem by Judith Vaddi

Dark Moon Rising



Some say the moon does rise
To speak of love, and damsels fair,
Strong arms to hold, caress with
Kisses soft and longings deep.

For me 'tis but an orb
Pale and want, a herald of
The dark within,
Lurking in the shadows deep…

Dark Moon Rising
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
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