The Day of the Black Rain

The world convolsed
in my wake
it was raing a black
rain
mist was twisting and
contortig itself by the
commanding wind
Everything is wrong,
the sky should be
singing its song,
not crying and sealing
its doom to the Black
rain
rain that ate everyting
and turned the trees to blue
The Earth commanded
silence
with its soft,
airy voice
This is the day of the black rain

poem by Hunter Sones
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Moon Shadow

Starmlight, star...
...bright on the ground,
the moon shines its
on its mother
planet

Black is now bright
showing the snowshoe,
and the valley stag
rustling through night

Creatures flea for safety
as the moon seizes the
souls of those who get
caught in its rays

The moon ceases its
dictatorship, but fight for
the right...

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poem by Hunter Sones
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