Blood red is the Moon
The Moon drips unto the sea
The Sun rises as it sets
Sun upon the ocean surface reflects
A rider upon a white horse
A boy, mouth opened to the sky
Rain from the clouds bring blood unto the fields
Consuming the heavenly yield
Israfael brings fourth the trumpet
Playing the tone to end all sound
Tone for atonement
Throwing sinners to torment
Earth begins a new cycle
People are washed away
Water bearer brings the new era
Hear the cry of the Chimera
Landofshadows
(Steve Giles)
Author notes
I am not a poet, this is the first I have done and perhaps the last, enjoy.
What did you think
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COOL
Do not make it your last poem - is good.. better than some on here I could mention.
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