Red Moon

Written by: Mark Peterson

scarcely noted tinge of moribund intent
in stealth advances to dull selene’s 
full aspect with penumbral shade

luna’s wizened glow, its fate assured,
in grim surrender—stolid umbra
spreads somber cloak of death

benighted orb, a wound erupts,
suffused with crimson, yet artemis endures—
poets’ pens stilled by mid-april’s red moon

4th Place - Red Moon Contest

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