(1950 / )

Blue Moon

Early nightfall, a blue moon,
The year ends with a suprlus;
Tigers waltz to new year's tune,
Claws and teeth hide in the gait;
In the evening's cool, a blue moon,
As clouds fade into oblivion;
The hungry night spreads her rune,
Over jingle bells and Xmas lights;
Soon manger songs will be jejune;
The count down to Auld Lang Syne,
Will crescendo under the blue moon
(2009)

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Comments (7)

Nice poem enjoyable to read great job
nice simile In the evening's cool, a blue moon, As clouds fade into oblivion wonderful descriptive poem 10/10
Well crafted and enjoyed…10 Ms. Nivedita UK
ah.. the second full moon eh.. special year... wonderful poem
I love this. Your careful words are like a perfectly enveloped riddle.
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