Blood Red Poems - Poems about Blood Red

There was movement on All Hallows’ Eve, with stirrings all around, The moon was full in the blood red sky dark shadows came and went, just who was lurking by? I don't know why I went so far from home that awful night, Instead, I faced the ghosts and ghouls, and witches seeking candy from the kids. I wondered if I'd make it...

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Melted in the background of the forefront of my mind Thinking about all of the thoughts I've left far behind Now everything within my head seems so very intertwined The asterisk by the questions of answers I'll never find Interference is what confuses my once solid mental state Fear is the illusion that...

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Topping off his day blood-red cherry on sundae News from distant shores the bugle’s blown no more ...

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A crimson tide o'er Golgotha ascends No chalice held, a sacrifice. The Holy Week a shroud that slowly rends. Mourning flocks adrift from faith's secure fold. A traitor’s kiss, a friendship bought and sold. Peter's denial, a love that cannot mend. A crown of thorns a cruel and mocking crowd. The weight of sin on Christ Savior, true friend. Through Gethsemane's forsaken shadowed mire. He...

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As the cycles of night and day renew, a rising sun inks ebony skies blue. And making crystal drops of morning dew sparkle like diamonds, Dawn's first light breaks through. While the horizon bleeds a blood-red hue, the twinkling stars disappear right on cue. And an owl breaks the silence with a "whoo," as shifting silhouettes slip into view. And a rooster crows...

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Whispers tale of witches on festive October, Mother's ninety first birthday and daughter in-law. Our 20th Wedding anniversary and sober. Halloween dressed as Ed Gein with a chain saw. Pumpkin Patch party and wagon ride full of straw. 10/18/2023...

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sun beams paint the sky crimson, gold, and ruddy red, day gets transfusion...

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Fleshy; juicy; luring cherry, blood-red Stone within it, though hard, never does hurt Kids to toothless old goes chewing ahead Adding with fruits and salads as dessert Stone within it, though hard, never does hurt Heart-shaped; looks as though bleeding endlessly Adding with fruits and salads as dessert One could go on eating it zealously Heart-shaped; looks as though bleeding endlessly Kids to...

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A red sunset kindles icicle’s into bright dripping scalpels. Light decamps and flares, impressions drift. Shadows mime shadows. The flicker of melting flames. A hanging man; his silhouette flex’s, head lolling, arms stretching in the long reach of evening. Death twists flames smolder then set. Heels keep turning. A tree sleeps....

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...and so I am wonderstruck by the blood red moon as it rises above the edge of the world. On this night Selene* with chariot and horses of silver, is pulling the moon across the sky. On this night when dark witches want her to die, they draw their own blood to work more powerful spells, trying to draw Selene's spirit unto themselves, but the...

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(to a blues riff) You're a blood red girl You're a blood red girl You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl, You're a good good girl. You're a good good girl You're a good good girl You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl You're a good good girl. You're a bloodshed girl You're a bloodshed girl You're a spit-curl girl, roller derby...

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Scented beauty attracts, color carries comfort, thorny body beneath petals offends....

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Blood Red Night Darkness devours the light. All those who said they'd fight now cower before the Blood moons might. Dreamless slumber. Nightmares, millions in number. Insanity creeps, while no one sleeps. Shadows rise and Magick in infinite supplies, So many lives and deafening cries. The Holy men pray while those that follow them pay. Light has gone away and the edges...

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Years ago, but one Nineteen hundred and thirty one Solomon the Gun He smoked big cigars He drove really big fast cars On his face a scar He ruled the city Drove us all into pity Made us feel shifty The world his oyster I don't mean to be witty Boiled, fried, roasted He always boasted "I can take anyone out Anytime I wish" He owned everyone Father, mother, daughter, son No...

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I spent my day shopping for rubies searching for jewels, glittering red love of Venus, in strawberry stones fortune favours, that's how they said. diadem of diamonds, splashes amber fierce blaze of fire, polished in shine red rose pendant glowing in whims superstellar color, garnets crystalline. Here's the real ruby, in its royal scepter pale moonlight,...

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