Upon a calm, clouded easel
with a twinkling, ethereal stage
she prevails unique, unforeseen
yet an alluring vision.
A pristine, forged disc
in solitary burnt sienna,
a very notable juxtapose
for a sight so accustomed,
To the earth- born eye ,
as a marvel, pallid and pale
has now leaped across
the very varied spectrum,
Of a million of vivid hues,
A dodging dilemma indeed,
for a tranquil, midnight moon which
was enduringly a whimsical white,
Now a certain scintillating scarlet,
of manifest, celestial intrigue,
a rare, unprecedented, illusory
and phenomenal blood red moon.
I, perhaps the agonized canine,
a lone and wretched wolf,
with the luminous, omnipresent
stars as unwilling, wry witnesses
to my lasting harrowed howls.
For the cerise satellite in its
bygone beauty, is a callous captor and
I am lost in its ruby radiance.
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Blood moons are most enchanting. Do comment your views and opinions and don't forget to vote !
A/N: The poem revolves upon the sudden surprise induced upon seeing a common phenomenon altered in a unique way. ( Ruby, cerise and sienna are synonyms of red, used to emphasize the color )
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Puisi#14 on 8 March 2017 Poetry, Prose. Words bled from the very soul. Musings of an occasional poetess. 'Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. It is an abstract art, and I am, but a mere artist ' - Edgar Allan Poe ©wordalmaniac 2016
