Blood Poems

Blood Moon captivates sky-gazers around the world

I timed my departure to coincide with the
lunar eclipse, but the
eastern horizon wasn't apparent,
in the park, or at the top of the road
my local high points

I scanned the firmament along, with
other rando hopefuls but there was
no show to see so
onwards and upwards we went
as wine of a deep red hue
wasn't going to
buy or drink itself

Blood Moon in the Spiral

The Blood Moon is entwined in grape vines
Where it swirls around and climbs!
The Moon looms in the curl,
Guarding its encounter with Earth and Sun.
Thus, night's descent has begun
With scattered light on the run!

A total lunar eclipse 
A celestial event not to dismiss
A celestial pastry with vegan cream
Red wavelengths are glowing in our dreams.
Let's strip down

Old Sins Cast Long Shadows

As the Moon rises in the east
barely showing its face above the horizon
the Penumbral Eclipse takes form
heralding the full weight of the time
a new Shadow was about to be cast over me.
Dark has cloaked my deeds up until now.
The Blood Moon enchants with its splendour
and ultimately the reflected light from the Sun 
is embraced by

I had blood on my face

I had blood on my face. Dirty. Gracious. And… disgusting. Blood dripping on my face. Didn’t know it. It just smelled bad.

When I looked at my face in the mirror, I thought… that the mirror had the blood.

I kept cleaning it. Cleaning it. Rubbing it. With my arms. With my palms. With my fingertips.

At the

bottom right incisor

swirls around my 
	finds my
                                    bottom right incisor.
            

Wording Blood : verse

I word the blood that freed our land

                      breathing opens minds which are 

partly insane

                   

blood test

A blood test is never pleasant, 
You have to be fasting, drink only water,
Move to the laboratory early in the morning
Say hello to unknown nurses,

It is necessary to endure an injection in the arm, 
Watch your blood gush like a river
To fill, one, two or three test tubes,
Some sick people pass out,

But the hardest part

Her silence she bled

Alone in the silence of the night 
Not a peep, not a sound, not a single noise
Yet between the quiet folds of silence
Sat a young girl crying
Barely noticeable to even the shadows in her room 
Yet still very much visible 
To those who even cared to truly see
Not just watch, but to actually see
Her hot

Blood That Isn't Mine

A name I gave, a hand I fed,
Nights of toil, my dreams I bled.
The cradle rocked with borrowed cries,
Yet truth lay veiled in whispered lies.

I wore the crown of fatherhood,
Built a home from flesh and wood.
But silence kept its sharpened sword,
And struck me down—paternity fraud.

DNA, a ruthless guide,
Revealed the secret long denied.
The mirror cracked, the

Marked by Your Blood

You are in us - we will never die,
We come alive as you breathe Life inside.
Our spirits rise and soar anew,
Forever awakened, alive with you.

Your Cross has sealed our destiny,
Now we hold every victory key.
Life's doorframe, marked in Blood so pure,
A sign that your promises endure.

We love your presence, thoughts, and ways,
Your Words ignite our

Blood and Traditions

Blood is thicker than water

Floods are quicker with rain

Some flow liquor from bottles

Most know liquor means pain

Peace is better than war

Lease is better than rent

Some have piggy's that's swollen

Most have piggy's that's spent

Grease ain't faster than lightning 

Peace is hoping for war

Some don't care about conflict

Most don't know what it's for

I am Expecting a Blood Letting

the vampire ball will be held in Salem for a lark
a place where witches don’t like to be after dark
I went anyway, with my cousin Glud
For he loves gruesome stuff, gore and blood

I was dressed in the brightest purple I could find
with homemade black tulle ruffles, the stiffening kind
it was low cut, so my neck

The UK has blood on its hands

Slavery solidified the UK's place in the world 
Earning recognition, power and control 
The foundation of its empire 
Built by slave labour

Stolen wealth sat in their banks
Invisible blood covers every coin and note
Hard earned black money
Given to the rich, white and upper class society
Spending our wealth
On buying more slaves
So they can sit and roll around

Blood Money

Blood Money 
Ransom for a trade 
Hostile blood money 
Vendita for the victims 
Bad guy on the run 
A bloody weapon in hand 
Manipulation runneth 
A destructive mind-set 
Mental disorder unbalanced 
Morally wrong with a motive 
With madness, no care for others 
Another body bag 
Murder mystery unsolved 
With no boundaries 
Another murder just for

adjectives ooze like black blood

words tiptoe through my mind’s dendrite fields
struggling with an inner battle
do they want to be shared
or merely heard by someone?

adjectives ooze like black blood
under the shut doors of my brain
I feel outnumbered and overpowered
my pen smiles as I reach for him

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