Red Moon Poem by Daniel McDonagh

Red Moon

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The moon was the colour of blood,
Stars dripped like tears from the sky,
Fires danced on the face of the ocean
As the sun lay distant from our eyes.

A child prayed by a lonely rainbow
As it’s colours and beauty began to fade,
The rainclouds were gathering, storms were in place
While temples & shrines disappeared in the shade.

Love was but an ancient memory,
A memory that demons stole,
And we stand within the land of purgatory
While the devil has consumed and stolen our soul.

Feb’25th – 2004

Friday, October 6, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: colour,memory,rainbow,storms
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 12 September 2008

A dark rendition of things to come? Perhaps, and well said. GW62

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