
The blood moon, came to visit seen through the fog
An eerie sight, sad it looked not like a moon but smog
Were it clear would have been a sight to see
Comes only once a year, with not too much generosity
Tales in October say Vampires are at home on this moon
They wait with great patience hidden in the gloom
For when the moon is wearing its dress of fiery red
It's time for them to feed, seeking blood, the living dead
Be careful when you walk tween darkened trees
And run if you should feel a sudden chilly breeze
For who's to know what fate is waiting down the path
Might disturb a hidden Vampire, ignite his wrath
His hands are quick to grab you from behind with stealth
Doesn't matter if you are dirt poor, or drowned in wealth
For if he gets you in his sites, he will not relent
He will bite you in your jugular until all your blood is spent
Then you too will find a home on the infamous blood moon
Waiting patiently for another which can't come too soon
Best to view this blood moon behind your locked door
So you don't join the souls, the lost, cursed forevermore
It's Halloween
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This is meant to be a Heroic Couplet, probably not right :)


















Comments: 41
Thanks for sharing with Triple Name Club.
These are couplets and they have the pre-requisite rhyme.
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you, dear heart are scary,,, chills,,, have to read this to my great granddaughter who is ten going on thirty,,,Bless you,,,
There's a little typo in the second to last stanza: which can't come to soon
If read as I'm sure you intended, that would make five "oo" sounds in that one stanza. Smart job!
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Something new jumped out at me, how I love the line moon is wearing its dress of fiery red. I hope to use an arrangement of that line in a poem myself. I really do like it.