The Blood Red MoonThe glare of the blood red moon Following the arc of the shovel and the sand, the dirt, spread about the ground, strewn obliquely, smothering the grass.The Blood Red Moon
"Only a reprimand", muttered into his beard remembering the contact of fist to flesh. Nothing but a scolding meant to be feared, looking down at the grave dug fresh.
The wind moans murderer; Looking out across the hill, hair ripping from his scalp, into the redblue deep wishing to be undone, all alone, unable to help
or coax the accusations of the night. "He was my son", face forlorn and lost; &
In BlackIn BlackIn Black
the light, if black, shines in an ever-enveloping blanket as a smile, touched with black, doesn't reach the eyes. Black was my name before it was changed to white, my life before i could make it.
nothing ends when black takes its toll, it eats at you like a parasite, filling you like water fills a bowl.
i asked the black to leave me and shine on another, but nothing would sway its presence, its luminescent glow, bathing me in darkness, eating at my goals, filling me with "light", acting like a mother.
life became death when the black h
Evening LightEvening LightEvening Light
Evening light, in the night, casting shadows, never bright. summer cold, I was told, life is better when you're old. healing pain, in the rain, never stops to do the same, as evening light, in the night, casting shadows, always bright.
The Black DawnThe Black DawnThe Black Dawn
Shining dark, glowing gray, are you ready for today? missing light, empty heat you are covered like a sheet never sleeping, never waking, this is life within the making time is slow, time is fast, wind rips up that empty mast so get ready, do not stray, the Black Dawn has come today.
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The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is. ~C.S. Lewis
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smile like a sunray on glistening water
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