Monday, October 5, 2015

Linda M. Crate - Blood Red Moon / In Pursuit of Peace

blood red moon 

the snow fell
but the scarlet still
sang
louder than the white
one vampire down
another scream
it never 
seemed to end,
and he was tiring of the
chase;
once they asked him to join them
he had refused
now they painted the mayor's 
town in dulcet hymns
of blood red 
moons,
and his dreams seemed torn as
paper moons hung
imperfectly in the sky;
the clock ticked
toward dawn but it could not come
soon enough to save his city
the man searched
for glory,
and instead found nothing
but dismay.



 

in pursuit of peace 

the thirst
could never be slaked
always it continued
every dawn and every midnight
it remained all the same,
and he wondered
if such a futile existence could
be allowed to extend
into eternity;
he missed the days where he had 
an identity and could make
something of himself
now he was just a corpse walking among
the living and he was always
told of his beauty,
but it only seemed to be a curse
anymore
he knew the sunlight would kill him,
but he shoved open the doors
anyway
welcomed the edifying fire
that would give him
peace
he had not known even while alive.





Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. Recently her two chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013) and Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014) were published. Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. Her novel Dragons & Magic is forthcoming through Ravenswood Publishing. 

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