Blood Moon Iii
It tracks across the heavens this
bold omen of the night.
Some seeing this ecliptic were
set shivering with fright.
This 'Blood Moon,' full in April which
own secrets deep and stark,
proclaims its mystic countenance
imploring from the dark.
So many stare in wonder at
the tetrads third portent.
When next the 'Blood Moon' greets the night
will men cry and relent?
A face of dread like embers red,
yet salient in the sky.
Those seeking your true meaning, soon
may glean the reason why.
The shading of our silver moon
four times from darkened shroud
may spell the future's deep descent,
or lead us forth, unbowed.
The silent, crimson sentinel
who from celestial height
purveys symbolic knowledge as
we search the sky tonight.
Blood Moon III
Common Verse
4-5-15
Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015
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