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Blood Moon
By ForestDark
The blood moon rose
and in that red haze
waited for an offering,
while I,
bare handed and expecting a miracle,
stood under
this star
and gave one.
I had only this to give,
(with one good hand)
the other being crossed
and torn.
My word is good
fair moon,
and the miracle
I
waited for,
long gone.
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Copyright 2012 ForestDark
Published on Monday, June 4, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
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On Monday, June 4, 2012, FadedBlues
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wrote:
...nice...miracles are fleeting & minimal, & do not compensate for the sacrifies we make...
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On Tuesday, June 5, 2012, ForestDark
(16) wrote:
So true about those sacrifices. It was a big one I made, but in the end....so worth it.
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A former member wrote:
very beautiful piece. nice work
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On Monday, June 4, 2012, ForestDark
(16) wrote:
Thank you..
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