Short Erubescent Poems

That sliced harvest Crescent
rising erubescent , 
weaned from previous Orb shining,
looked down on lovers pining,
separated by distance
at tragedy’s insistence.
 
As it slid across the sky,
the lovers asked it "why?",
But nought was said by that celestial Slice;
they both knew ..
they were paying the price....

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Was the moon in a bad mood?
It came up from over the horizon
Dark red, deep rubicund.
It rose slowly 
Following its normal pattern.
Still dark red, erubescent 
As if in anger.

I sat on the pusillanimous sand, alone.
Moody and irritable.
Now she had left.
And I'm sad and angry,
Unlike the wavelets
That flowed over the rim of the beach.
There will be no peace between us.

Still the moon shone 
Dark red....

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