Pagan Poets Corner #21 - 3rd Nov 2024

Red Moon Rising

Red moon rising in the east
Blood moon floating up through wine-rich clouds
Waning moon closes the neck of her womb
Against the stars' bright seed,
Crossing the threshold from Mother to Crone.
Now she crouches,
Grinning,
Lodged in the gate of dreams.

Elizabeth Barrette