quietmoodygirl: benjoyment: Last night’s Supermoon.
The moon creeps
through the maze of clouds,
a dark blanket
where stars sparkle and shine.
Time to welcome the dark shadows,
the ghosts of the past.
Welcome the night creatures
who are brave enough
to face the night.
For the night is here to stay.
An orange streak hits the spot
Where day and night meet a lot.
Flames float to the sky
From arms raised up high.
The light play continues through the night
As we watch and hold each other tight.
The sky lightens to shades of grey
As it welcomes the coming day.
Happy, we made it through the long, dark night.
The rising sun is a welcome sight.
A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all its might.
The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and fears,
And people running away in tears.
Who is able to control the moon?
I’m afraid they’ll be here all too soon.
Dark shadows are descending on the shore.
They’re many but soon there will be much more.
I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.
THE DEAD GAME
The moon in my window,
A centerpiece for the sky.
A vision to fill my nights,
Framed for posterity.
A light behind closed eyelids
To soothe me into dreamland.