Blue Moon
Blue__ Aeons past when chaos raged, with acrid SMELLS and YELLOW flames,
Explosions cast the moon from earths embrace.
Blue__ Skies will fade as eventide SHOWS SILVER rays
Cascading from moons mirrored light.
Blue__ Oceans roaring SOUND of waves, where on their crests
WHITE horses chase those turning tides.
Blue__ FEELINGS seem to emanate, from where deep COBALT shadows creep,
And melancholy hides behind her changing face.
Blue__ Glows the moon when she is veiled, enshrouded by volcanic ash,
A bitter TASTE of smoke from molten lava's SCARLET flames.
( smell, yellow, show, silver, sound, white, feelings, cobalt, taste, scarlet )
As moonlight dances with the rites of spring, sweet smells of yellow daffodils,
Will float upon the evening's breeze.
While moon herself, will fly across the stars at night with grace,
And show her silver face, beguilingly on heaven's stage.
Pale moon is queen and rules our waves, she ebbs then flows white surf on tides,
The sound of paradise sublime.
Good feelings rise when she shows where, her light will steer lost souls at night,
Until deep cobalt skies once more appear.
Unbidden moon of scarlet tastes would lengthen Holy Lenten days,
Unless outcast, this Belewe moon she will BETRAY.
10 / 22 / 2015.
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