The Eclipse Of The Moon

I saw the eclipse of the moon last night

It was crimson and half out of sight

Memories pour down the lane

Of each eclipse that has come and waned

Of such memories  I popped a vein

and blood dripped just like rain

Passover blood ran down my face

As I begged and pleaded for mercy and grace

No mercy was given I lost my son

I stood in the blood bath not willing to run

Last night the moon dripped  blood

And all  was swept away in a flash flood.

Reviews

[just Penny]

You turned a special event into a fine rhyming poem. I liked how you brought in religious themes like Passover and mercy. I wondered about the use of the word "blood" four times in the final six lines, but cannot think of a synonym either :( I liked the theme and enjoyed the read :) Penny

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Penny! The first time I ever saw a moon eclipse I was 15 on a camping trip with my dad. I slept outside on the chase lounge and watched the moon eclipse. It is so weird how they
turn red. Thanks for noticing my Passover theme. It really was Passover that night too. Thanks again Penny!

[Sloan Harper]

I like the way this carries me through quickly. I barely breathed while reading it. Intense, haunting, and I really like it.

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Sloan! That is the way I like to write and read too.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is a beautiful verse. Extremely chilling, and moving.

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks KL Goode!