Twilight Eclipse
Something not to miss
a twilight eclipse
when moon is pale
and all things wail
When moon is full
and the waves feel its pull
when all things beneath the sea of red
are either sleeping or happily dead
When moon is high
with spirits nigh
the bloodred sky chills
to cast a soft glimmer across these hills
When moon is bright
hanging high in night
all stars creep back
to hide behind the silver in shamed black
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