Raindrops fall
Puddles forming all around
Reflecting the moonlight
Like pools of silver on the ground
Fireflies flitter
A distant streetlight flickers
A soft wind blows
The liquid silver shimmers
And I feel a glimmer of peace
Pass through me
Like the calm before a storm
I stare up at the moon
As its powers take hold of me
Transforming me
And through the pain
I marvel
At how something so beautiful
Can create something so brutal
So monstrous
As me
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Oh, I loved the sudden twist you gave it in the end..how the poem started on a serene touch and ended in such a brutal way.Nice wordplay.
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Thank you 🙂
When I started writing I had no idea it would end that way either. It just happened.
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Yes happens with me all the time, when you don’t plan for it , it comes out the best.
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Ah! The juxtaposition of good and evil.
Excellent.
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Thank you 🙂
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