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Emerald stars wane

Engulfed in crimson beauty

The moon red as ruby

Casting onto the sky

Small figures in the shadows run to tall grass

Hide with hands clasped

Praying for safe passage

Tonight is the night

The end of all opulence

The sky is swallowing the sea

To quench a thirst for the undesirable

Small white sclera protrude the dark

As the pinpoints of the pupils sink deeper into the abyss

They can no longer see eye to eye

The moon or stars or sky

The questions and conscience of…why?

And what they were ever after

And when will after ever be

After an eclipse to wait and see

Or dark eternally

Waiting for the light

©️The Sad Owl

Categories: poetry Prose

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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