HxH Disclaimer
[EDIT: I've re-structured the poem. See if it makes any difference… scratches head o)
A/N:Well, I'm back! o Unfortunately, not with fiction, or with the continuation of my unfinished "Apple in the Well" series. Not yet, though. I'm still working on that... and since poetry's been ringing in my brain these days... well, here you go. -,-0
I remembered someone commenting on my obsession with Kurapica's character. Hmmmmm....
Oh well. O.o;
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The Moon Is Red Tonight
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The moon is red tonight—
Like a ruby boat it clings
To the foamy rings
Of twilight miles from where
I stand.
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I am small underneath its heat.
Lobed like a robust fruit,
It is punctured and robed
In nectar as scalding, as scarlet
As tears.
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It would pull not water
But only blood, higher and higher
As it crashes into the rims
Of skin, as waves crash into
The shore.
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And I am pulled. I rise
Into the solemn folds of sharp
Vermillion, bidding the sun behind
Whose face is fractured by
Lunar arms
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That lift me.
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I am carried into its cradle
Where in silent wont I sail
Across the waters of weeping stars
Singing songs of wounded flight—
The moon is red tonight.
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A/N: Red moons are natural phenomena, well, at least, as far as our non-fictional world is concerned. Those are lunar eclipses, and which I think happen at least once a year. Correct me if I'm wrong...