NaPoWriMo 2014: 15. Blood Moon

Today’s prompt was to write a poem in the form of terza rima.

Blood Moon

Last on the tree, a bloodied peach
with the fur slick and matted
the droplets beading, each to each.

An earring beneath the hair, plaited,
binding up the planets,
the light through a barn house, slatted

with planks and beams of granite.
Scarlet grooves signpost the craters,
the blood boils of pomegranates.

Blood moon ridicules creators.

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