Blossoming from the rock
A soul of a desperate lock
Becomes one with the blue moon
Hues of blue and gray
A due of death today
A blue moon rises in the west
It seemed so long ago
When the moon was so
And never went to the side of the blue
Now life is happening
And flowers are dying
The moon so blue is in the middle of the night sky
A love is a death
With a beginning and end
Just like the blue moon
With the beginning of a new day
The moon is hidden
And a new life is born
Unlike the moon of blue
By: Dustin Bennefield
It's a truly amazing poem you have there. I was shocked when I thought that you wrote this poem. However, it seems like Dustin Bennefield wrote this poem. Next time, try to mention who wrote the poem. Still, I love the poem. It's so beautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteAs the writer of this I concur. Thanks for the input.
DeleteI think your poem is wonderful. I like this poem.
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