Blood Moon

The smoke makes opaque what would otherwise take your breath away. But, sad to say, the moon looks this way because some folks, no jokes, lost their homes today. Flames came to play, but left dismay, they came and went, erasing entire life’s pay. This red moon rising only to slay. May the rains return, and send the flames away.

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Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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