Blood Moon

Blood Moon

A starry blanket

wrapping the world in its nightly shadow.

In the dark there is quiet-

In the dark there is solace.

Vast is the sky in its slumbering state,

the only means of light in a blinding moon.

To imagine its size based on sight would be unfit,

a world unjust in its beautiful magnitude.

Suddenly the red appears,

as though it begins to rust before our very eyes.

Majestic blood moon is here and gone-

Until that night we meet again.


© September 2015 by Amber Hoppa

Published by alhoppa

Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.

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