Luna Called Me
Figurative Poem by Dianne Trixie Alberto
Warmth mistles,
Wind whistled,
Embraced in darkness.
Mist is whom that held,
Night whispered: be my guess.
Cycle shan't be quelled,
It is eternal unrest.
From the author:
This poem offers a glimpse into my current emotions and captures what I believe many of us are experiencing at this moment. Employing the super blood moon phenomenon from last night as an allegory, I depict the conflicting elements within it to symbolize the prevailing uncertainty. The blood moon, in turn, serves as a reflection of the potential for renewal within the cyclic nature of beginnings.
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