Eclipse
The city holds it’s breath
Waiting
Anticipating
It looks at the moon
Indecisive
The moon smiles,
Cruel
What shall I do next?
It gets darker,
And the city is scared
The sun sits,
Impassive
The moon approaches
The city screams before-
Darkness
Unnatural darkness
And the moon is unapologetic
And the sun is powerless against it’s child
The city begins to die,
But the moon is merciful
It moves,
And there is light again.
Copyright © River Shaw | Year Posted 2021
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