The Blood Moon

For dVerse Poets Pub, Lillian has the prompt there. We are to write a poem using the word shed. This is also for Real Toads Tuesday Platform.

The Blood Moon
“He is burning, burning in the twilight.
He is burning, turning to face us.” Wang Chung Fire in the Twilight

last night the blood moon shed its skin
peeling off its pale yellow skin
to proudly display the blood red underneath.
Under the trees in the forest
the wolves ran –
the strong alpha male breaking the snow,
at the back of the pack
the beta male bringing up the rear,
the females and cubs strung out behind
the rest of the pack circled around them,
shadows against the snow –
the blood moon above casting light for their path.
the leader stops and howls.
a bitter windless night.
The moon gazes without pity
and sheds its skin


Blood Moon 2019

 

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Marie Elena
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 19:16:52

    Your moon poem casts a mood. Excellent!

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  2. Violet Lentz
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 19:32:10

    That was so visually satisfying.. I am exhausted from my run with the wolves.. Thank you!

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  3. robtkistner
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 19:41:03

    This was a wonderful poem Toni! I loved your visual of the pack, running in the red moon’s light. Powerful image. The Super Blood Wolf Moon was powerful, as it hung surrealistically above us on criap clear Sunday night here in Seattle, at 9:12PM when the total eclipse reached totality… it was spectacular I too have posted a couple photos of it on my site with my poem, Wolf Moon. My 5-year-old grandson Alex took on of the pics I posted.

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  4. Sherry Blue Sky
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 20:07:57

    I love the thought of them running under the blood wolf moon. I wonder if they felt wilder than usual in its strange and eerie light. Beautiful, Toni.

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  5. lillian
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 20:08:59

    You’ve weaved something magical around the blood moon. The description of the wolves…alpha, beta, young ones…howling, running…casting shadows on the snow because of the moon light. No pity from the moon as it sheds its skin…bloody witness to these animals and their frenetic moon-night behavior. The idea of the moon shedding its skin down the the blood…..visceral in your write.

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    • kanzensakura
      Jan 22, 2019 @ 20:29:24

      Thank you Lillian. I sat last night watching the moon and the eclipse, wrapped in my grandmother’s quilt. It was truly magical and 14F !

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      • lillian
        Jan 23, 2019 @ 11:04:27

        Hope I hit the right Reply button….I can just picture you wrapped up in that quilt, hugging your knees, watching the moon! How I wish some day to meet you, my friend. Some day….

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  6. V.J. Knutson
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 20:34:43

    Moon and wolves – classic.

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  7. whimsygizmo
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 21:09:15

    I love the thought that the blood moon is what’s been underneath the whole time, like she only chooses to show us her center every once in awhile.

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  8. rothpoetry
    Jan 22, 2019 @ 21:27:27

    A great take on the prompt! Very chilling indeed! Wolves howling and the moon turned to blood!

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  9. anmol(alias HA)
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 00:36:10

    Ah, such mythical imagery makes for a wonderful poem. That pitiless gaze is so good.

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  10. Sascha Darlington
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 01:04:45

    Love this. The descriptions are vivid.

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  11. kim881
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 02:34:20

    A gorgeous blood moon poem that goes full circle with the words ‘shed its skin’. It’s a werewolf changing, ‘peeling off its pale yellow skin / to proudly display the blood red underneath’ and join the pack. And what a run!

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  12. Laura Bloomsbury
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:33:53

    love the connotation of shedding skin and all that fur – “The moon gazes without pity” – strips away all romanticism of the wolf family surviving in the snows. Just perfect!

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  13. coalblack
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 07:29:29

    I LOVE this (and I love Wang Chung, too.)

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  14. sanaarizvi
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 09:51:31

    This is stunning! Love the imagery in this, Toni ❤

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  15. Yvonne
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 10:40:23

    The moon is pitiless but still lovely. I was too cold to view the Blood moon. Or was it the Wolf?

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  16. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 14:37:12

    I love the thought that the bloodmoon is it’s true nature… I almost feel like the normal silver of the moon is just a mask… and since it is a shadow of the earth, maybe we see ourselves in the face of the bloodmoon.

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  17. Frank Hubeny
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 16:10:52

    I like the thought of the moon shedding its skin without pity.

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  18. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 19:17:29

    I was thinking “shed” as in out building! Fund to think of the moon as shedding rather than waning.

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  19. msjadeli
    Jan 23, 2019 @ 19:53:48

    i’m getting a clear visual of the moon “casting” its red light for the wolves to navigate with. it’s eerie on a “bitter windless night”

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